Random childhood stuff you have no explanation for.

[Wheelchairbarbie]

This can be either something that a lot of us will remember like "where did white dog poo go", or something specific that happened that you can't explain.

Maybe we can also all explain each others wired stuff!

I'll start. How come most people I know remember that now and then a random dog would get into the school playground and just run around and everyone would get excited and run to the windows? Where did these random dogs come from, were there just more strays back then?

My kids haven't experienced this at all.

Those things could get mad with the right momentum .

They were called pill boxes, I remember seeing them too.

"Stiff as a bone, light as a feather"

Was the chant.

"Stiff as a board, light as a feather" was what we ended it all with, before lifting!

I was wondering if you meant the pillboxes for defence too. There was quite a thing about protecting them at one time. www.pillbox-study-group.org.uk

I also remember the baby smiles photos! It’s funny what you suddenly remember.

i do wonder about playground games and what kids are allowed to do now. There were several phases, at my school we went mad for playing elastics then skipping then handstands in turn - there were different sorts of handstands you could do and someone had to judge who’d done it best. There was also juggling with two balls, we called it two-ball in fact, both against the wall and in the air and there were various rhymes you could do or just count for how long you could do it. They don’t seem to do that any more, not commonly. I asked my kids if they wanted some balls to take in and they ‘weren’t allowed’. It is sad. Does anyone still do that?

Oh gosh, such nostalgia! It's amazing we survived, between the dangerous playground games (I'm sure I sustained some leapfrog injuries), the chronic dehydration, and the travelling in a car without seatbelts and with kids crammed in the boot and footwells.

I also vividly remember the pain of having 'new skin' ointment put onto scrapes and cuts, bloody agony. It was only when my mum used it on herself one day that it came out of the first aid rotation.

Cuts being cleaned with Dettol or TCP
Oouchee Wawa !!

French elastic and magnetic balls on string …cannot remember the name! Knuckles got destroyed.About 1973.

The slides ,really steep ,no safety rails and swings that would go practically over the top ,insane but sooo much fun 🤩

Clackers!

Thank you ! I wanted to say Merrackers 😂

My Dad always got an Audi on the 1st August every year …cannot imagine buying a new car ever !

The metal grated steps up to a slide were agony if you clipped a shin on them.

We used to cherry pick and I remember sitting on the tailgate of my dad’s Morris Minor van and driving round the orchard to collect the trays of cherries and being stung by nettles as we drove over them. Also my being told to let my dog lick my scraped knee as he would make it better! We were well ‘ard!

Another memory is burning my backside coming down a really high slide on a really hot day, I think it was made of brass!

My dad had a red book with all the beginnings of number plates in and where they were registered. We'd try to spot as many as we could on long trips.

Once the tiny post office up the road was robbed. Dad had noticed a car parked opposite our house (small dead end lane in the middle of a tiny village) and noticed that the car was registered somewhere a long way away so when the police were doing their investigations he mentioned it as being unusual. The police traced it and caught the burglars! This was back in the 80s so I guess it was more unusual to see cars that weren't bought locally. I only found this out recently but am weirdly proud of my dad for being such a number plate nerd 😁

There was a long journey game I vaguely remember, scoring based on the name of a pub and the number of legs. I think it was turn based and something to do with cricket.

Those rocking horses could be rocked so violently the mechanism underneath would be exposed. Our urban legend was a child lost an arm in one.

Dogs were let out for the day, none of them were neutered, they'd congregate at our house when ours was in season. We'd have to walk her on a lead and pick her up if a big dog showed up. I remember them jumping up at me. It's a wonder I never got bitten. Probably explains why I'm pretty chill round dogs, it was kill or cure.

My sons used to do this whenever they saw a double letter in a number plate 😂

@CoralDreamer if you didn’t leave your teeth embedded in a horse seesaw you could throw yourself off the top of this precarious thing onto a bed of concrete. Where did the sky high slides go?

I loved elastics
inside outside inside on

Haha! I’ve just remembered that when my twins were little and getting under my feet I would give them a cup of water and two tiny paint brushes and ask them to go outside and “paint the house” they’d spend ages doing this 😂😂

Sorry off topic. I also remember way more dogs being around as a child, loads off lead. You hardly ever see dogs walking to heel off lead now in town, just as well really.

I left primary in ‘08 and I fondly remember the dog/school scenario. I don’t know how it happened. We had electronic whiteboards and high fences- dogs did not roam free.

We’ve just reintroduced ‘cheese on wheels’ for the next generation down - turns out there’s loads of yellow cars/vans/buses around now.

We play cheese on wheels for a yellow car, baby bell for a yellow mini, Peugeot punch for a Peugeot and DH & DD have made a new twinning car for any car that’s the same as ours.

i do remember a punch game but I thought it was something to do with VW Beatles but I may be wrong.

Being given a dish of milk and a cloth then asked (told) to wipe the individual leaves of the house plants with it. Yes, all of them. All of the house plants, all of the leaves.

With no explanation or understanding of why, but inspections to check it was done to standard.