Ah, those heady days of summer with hours spent in the school holidays down the local park or rec. But what was your favourite piece of playground equipment? Those joyful, innocent days before you got too old or ended up smoking tabs, dressing like a goth and generally hanging around being a nuisance. 99 ice cream or a Fab, enough pocket money for a bottle of pop and the occasional trip in a van to see some puppies. If I had a van of course. please log in to view this image
I ****ing hate ****s that call carbonated drinks "pop" or even worse "fizzy pop". However, "fizzy drink" is acceptable.
I would indeed say I was having a "can of juice" (even though it isn't really juice) although I'm led to believe some people would say "tin of juice".
Nothing could ever compare with Creamola Foam. Oh the bliss.......... oh the summer of '76.....I know I wasn't born until' 89 but I went back in my brand new Time Machine recently. That's why they call me Rod Taylor.
Playgrounds today are pretty anaemic compared to those of my youth. Our local park had the 'big' slide but it got removed when some clumsy spastic fell off it and broke their leg. The witches hat was mental and kids would often be hurled off it or smacked in the mush. Similarly for the rocking horse where you could sit six in a row and hurtle backwards and forwards, accident waiting to happen for the unsuspecting urchin who strayed to close. Sandpit stank of piss. Paddling pool got concreted over. Swings all replaced by rubber seated variety, lower climbing frame to replace the big one that looked like a castle, rubber and wood chipping flooring replaced concrete and tarmac. Drop stick, pick up stick on the roundabout. Used to take some dumb c.unts ages to realise there was no stick All new fencing and no hedges to hide in any more The best of all was Holland Park adventure playground which was a health and safety nightmare. If you didn't break a limb falling off something you'd be sure to get splinters as it was all chopped up old timber. Kids today with their Play Stations and X-Boxes, don't know they're born!
please log in to view this image It would pivot from the top and depending on the direction you stood every chance of being shinned by the centre pole or smacked in the gob if you didn't look where you were going and far to easy to just fall off of straight onto the comfy paving slabs below!
Yup, I remember them well. Long before Health and Safety ruined our enjoyment of life. You'd probably have to do a 4 hour Risk Assessment and be fully PPE'd up before the Nazi ****s would let you near anything so phenomenally life threatening these days. ****ing spoilsports.
I fell off a climbing frame and hit the ground head first. Yes, it does explain why I'm a mong, but thankfully I'm not a poof.
We used to play drop stick with a stone. One of my brothers dropped it right close to the roundabout, I went for it, got my thumb jammed under the roundabout and ripped my nail off. Even worse still, my local park was on a slope and the council decided two large concrete drainage pipes would be a great tunnel for kids to scamper through. It was great until one day some **** decided to roll it down the hill with himself inside and it went on to flatten and kill some unsuspecting child. Who needs health and safety?