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So many games with a ball, skipping rope, or nothing. No batteries in sight.
Many rhymes with throwing or bouncing a ball, ideal on your own, up against a house side wall (they were not too happy with the constant 'thud'), great when friends turned up to compete against each other, piggy in the middle, group ball games and throw in a bat and off we became rounders'. Very little cost but lots of energy used

We played down by the stream at any chance - lots of games! We had a tyre swing which was great fun. We played pooh sticks frequently. We built rafts for our Sindy dolls and Action Men (mixed group). We read books under a big tree and listened to the water running. We had picnics. We got wet when we fell in or it rained (frequently-Scotland). We rode our bikes along the path beside it. We caught insects and fish and looked at them in pails. We had FUN!

In and out the Scottish bluebells, French skipping with elastic stretched between two people and a third trying to jump in and out, skipping, hopscotch, rounders using trees and lampposts as markers, kiss chase and knocking doors and running away(!)

I used to play Curbie when I was younger :) I was rubbish at it lol

My sister and I were mad about elastics, we used to rip our Mums tights on pulse so we had a steady steam of them to play with! We had to use a chair for the third person and then take it in turns to play. 2 4 6 8 Mary's at the garden gate, eating cherries off a plate, 2 4 6 8!! Good times! ??

We used to make camps! We grew up on a farm, rural Devon. Any old shed, wooden door, pig arc, orchard or stack of straw bales made a great space for a camp. If we were really lucky, Dad would string up a rope swing across the nearly empty barn!

Lots of skipping with me, and What's The Time Mr Wolf, and of course Stick-In-The-Mud!

I also played the (now apparently banned) British Bulldog, and was one of its casualties, had a nosebleed all afternoon from it once

Go for a walk. Catch as many snails as we could find and place them in a pouch made by turning up the bottom of the t-shirts we were wearing. When home, put two twigs on the car bonnet. Line up all the snails caught (having marked them with a felt tip to distinguish who's who). And race!

We loved What's the Time Mr Wolf? and now my son does too - timeless.

'What's the Time Mister Wolf' and endless skipping games - both French Elastic and standard skipping ropes. Also our version of squash batting a tennis ball against the school wall or someone's house wall until we were inevitably told off!

Skipping was big when I was young to rhymes. EG. Up & down, Up & down all the way to London town, swish swash, swish swash all the way to Kings Cross, legs swing, legs swing all the way to Berlin .... can't remember any more of it!

No no no - it was in and out the fairy bluebells! Unless you talked to the kids from the school down the road who swore it was dusty bluebells. They were wrong!

bulldog- is that banned now?
farmer farmer may I cross your golden field of hay?
many variants of tiggy

I don't know if this is a classic game, but we used to jump on elastic to a rhyme (2, 4, 6 ,8, in, out, on?). Four girls at each corner of the elastic, one person would jump the elastic and then attempt to land on it. It would go from ankle length and then gradually get higher and higher. I was always hopeless at it.

We played a game called in and out the dusty? Bluebells where children stand in a circle with arms up like arches and children weave in and out before patting the next 'leader' on the shoulders. Until there were only two children left.

Absolutely loved this game and associated it with playing on the school field which was a rare treat!