I was the boy with the ball
For some reason I seem to remember the cheap plastic footballs when I was a lad kept puncturing. In the school playground we just used stones, if we didn't have a ball, which could even just be a tennis ball.
I was the boy with the ball
I was the one who always had to get them out from under the car regardless of who kicked it there or who's ball it was.
Pretty muchAlways the Lone Ranger then

In the school playground we just used stones ...
... so the one to climb or crawl into awkward spaces...

... even if nobody actually said "Jehova" ?
You have a really weird mind.Not back to ****ing Mason again![]()
Loved playing footie as a kid, would just bunk off lessons to go and have a game, there was a small group of us. I remember one lesson I often skipped was English, hated the teacher, he wasn't interested in us and I weren't interested in him. Probably explains why my English is so bad. Enjoyed those days. We kicked shhite out of one another mainly but didn't feel pain in them days lol.

Too right mate ... skinned knees from the concrete playground and the old girl going nuts at the hole in your school trousers ... Happy days![]()
Yup.That's Windy mate ...![]()
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For some reason I seem to remember the cheap plastic footballs when I was a lad kept puncturing. In the school playground we just used stones, if we didn't have a ball, which could even just be a tennis ball.

FridoThe ones that flew sideways when you kicked them in the air![]()
Frido
Repaired many a puncture with a hot knife held over a gas ring...
Too right mate ... skinned knees from the concrete playground and the old girl going nuts at the hole in your school trousers ... Happy days![]()
Wtf is going on in here