Fwiends, Womans and countwymen...Part 3.1
Posted 10th August 2013 at 11:01 PM by troggi
I am going to try to limit myself to not wandering off at tangents and not spending too many keystrokes on seemingly trivial incidents, who wants to bet I can't do it?
September, 1966 The Year of "Simba!"
It was "Tag season" at school only, oop north weir it's grim thi don't call it "tag," it's "tiggy" oop theer! To be honest tiggy season was a "fill in" thing, we played tiggy all the time, well tiggy and "hiddy" or "hide-and-go-seek" as posh folk call it! The two special seasons interrupted tiggy and hiddy because of their importance and dependence on the weather. Marbles season needed dry ground and conkers season needed what? Yes, you at the back! That's correct, the conkers season needed Horse Chestnuts and string!
I was now in year 2 of the infants and we had Mrs Harrison as a Teacher! Yes Mrs. Harrison, if you remember she was the Head teacher! Not a lot else happened at school at all that year except that I started having a weird nightmare about my dad working in a gigantic bee hive that was ruled by Mrs. Harrison (shudder)!
The major thing that happened that year was that we got Simba! Simba was my bestest ever mate at that time he would run to meet me when I got home from school like any alsation pup would but, unfortunately, Simba was a chewer. We couldn't get him out of the habit he was systematically working his way through the furniture. Dad was almost as broken hearted as I was when we parted with him. The guy who took him was even more broken hearte as he only had a tubular steel and formica dining table and chairs left when he parted with Simba to the Police!
Nothing else to say about this year!
I was only 7 years old. 7 year old boy's broken hearts don't take long to heal!
More to follow
September, 1966 The Year of "Simba!"
It was "Tag season" at school only, oop north weir it's grim thi don't call it "tag," it's "tiggy" oop theer! To be honest tiggy season was a "fill in" thing, we played tiggy all the time, well tiggy and "hiddy" or "hide-and-go-seek" as posh folk call it! The two special seasons interrupted tiggy and hiddy because of their importance and dependence on the weather. Marbles season needed dry ground and conkers season needed what? Yes, you at the back! That's correct, the conkers season needed Horse Chestnuts and string!
I was now in year 2 of the infants and we had Mrs Harrison as a Teacher! Yes Mrs. Harrison, if you remember she was the Head teacher! Not a lot else happened at school at all that year except that I started having a weird nightmare about my dad working in a gigantic bee hive that was ruled by Mrs. Harrison (shudder)!
The major thing that happened that year was that we got Simba! Simba was my bestest ever mate at that time he would run to meet me when I got home from school like any alsation pup would but, unfortunately, Simba was a chewer. We couldn't get him out of the habit he was systematically working his way through the furniture. Dad was almost as broken hearted as I was when we parted with him. The guy who took him was even more broken hearte as he only had a tubular steel and formica dining table and chairs left when he parted with Simba to the Police!
Nothing else to say about this year!
I was only 7 years old. 7 year old boy's broken hearts don't take long to heal!
More to follow
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