You clearly don’t use enough trains. There’s loads of train doors you need to slam shut and stick your head out to open them
Having to get the volume right on your tape player so you could load a computer game (so drawing a white line on it in case you used it for other things) Tufty Club Pipe racks and pipe cleaners Teachers hitting you with a ruler (occasionally using the side!)
The money box my mum had in what she called her gas cupboard. Always full of shillings and often paid for an away day footy British Rail trip. Vanishing from home and not being reported missing
We called it a knee trembler and mostly avoided bus shelters and phone boxes as they reeked of piss. How sad is that?
At age eight I was at a boarding school in Middlesex and when I went into the "high school" at age ten, I was regularly caned until I lost my "disgusting northern accent." I think the Canadian resedential school atrocities were conceived and developed at my school.
Best seen following a pretty lass up the stairs of a double decker bus (No. 69 on Anlaby Rd. if memory serves me well).
While the old boys are on at the minute Anyone remember City playing a russian side in the fifties and one of the players had a prosthetic arm with a hook type arrangement on the end . "Hope i havnt lost it "
