When I was wee

A can't say that's true, being a catholic school and that....

 

When I was wee...

We had a gas and electric coin meter.
Most penny sweeties were a penny.
The butcher had sawdust on the floor.
So did the post office.
Milk came in bottles.
Plastic anything was a new concept.
3 TV Channels.
None of them came on till afternoon. Other than School stuff.
Nobody had a credit card.
Hardly a car on the road.
Hardly a game on the telly.
David Coleman on sportsnight.
Frank Bough on Grandstand.
Dickie Davies on World of Sport.
Happy, innocent days.

 

The old milky ways were the bollocks, and texan bars and splicers. Used to rush home from school to watch dogtanian and the 3 muskehounds.

 

ren and stimpy

 

Haha thats the one mate


What was welts anyway????

 

Not having a * care in the world. The best feeling ever

 

beyblade

bands like sum 41 and linkin park

star wars chocolate bars

never getting my hair actually cut but just shaved all the time

 

Superted

 

Used to watch my dad play the PS2 sometimes, used to play the Sega myself, Christmas was AMAZING.

Ran home from school to go to Greggs everyday to get sugar doughnuts :icon_mrgreen:

Cartoons were Ed, Edd n Eddy, Xaoilin Showdown, Powerpuff Girls Dexters Laboratory, Grim & Evil, Fairly Odd Parents, Spongebob Squarepants and much more :icon_mrgreen:

Played hunt and wrestling every day for like 3+ years, I loved my childhood, although alot of bad stuff happened that I'll never forget, I would love to relive it all again.

 

I used to love that :icon_mrgreen:

 

You bhoys were posh in Perth.
Outside loo on the landing in the close.
Lino.
Washed in the sink.
Taking back the ginger bottles.
Esso world cup coins.
Every close smelling of *
Decimilation.
Pound notes.
Ten bob notes
Half crowns
Halfpennies
Curly wurlies just oot
Penny dainties
Black jacks
Going swimming for a wash
Nae bath
Collecting scrap
Pubs shut at ten
No supermarkets
Want meat got to the butchers
Want a loaf go to the bakers
Want to see the Tic walk to parkhead and mind brigton cross:bbpd:

 

It was the best :icon_mrgreen:

 

You could get allsorts from the ice cream van for £1, the wee plastic nutella things with the wee plastic white spoo things to scrape it out - sometimes if you bought a few you got lots of the wee spoon things joined together, they were good for chewing on.:icon_mrgreen:

Me and my cousin used to save up money for going to the van and go to the shop with the toys in the window and buy allsorts of toy guns and bow and arrows that seemed to break on the first day.

Peg fights where you made a baracade out of stuff - weans toys that lay outside, bikes, chairs, benches, tables anything lying in the garden and hid behind them throwing clothes pegs at each other when you got his you were out lol

Playing as if you were woking in a chippy wrapping "doctor leaves" as the fish and grass as the chips in newspapers you found to wrap them up and kid on yous were selling them to other * who kidded on to buy them what a game

Everyone(about 40 of us) shouting "stoler" and running to see the stolen motor from everywhere "noising" - skidding about etc - where we all grabbed the bricks and stood shouting "yassss" until they came out and ran and we smashed the windows and set fire to it.

Setting fire to bins and making petrol bombs.

Playing a big game of football about 20 a side with all your pals and "them" that lived basically round the corner but we thought they were * because we were obviously much cooler than them and it always turned into a riot but then most of them end up your pals about 5 year later.

When the "main road" was scary and you felt like heman when you ran across it

Always trying to steal the hydrent keys off of fire trucks when they came to put out the fire yous started in the bins.

Setting off fire hydrents, took about 6 of you to stand on the lid and turn the key.

Getting chased off the polis for smashing windows, lighting fires or setting off hydrents.

You thought you were the bees knees when you were hanging about with the "auld wans" that were really only about 14.

Playing football up the school roofs was amazing.

Getting a shot of somebodys motor bike and thinking it was the best thing ever.

I got carried away a bit but great memories this was all probably between the ages of 6-10

Just remembered about 20 of you running to get a "hudgie" off the back of the fire trucks when they came aswell but they usually always put guys on the back to stop us.

Just remembered another one when one of your pals got an injury when you were doing something and everyone just stopped to carry them home and felt bad about it, usually always to their grandparents if you could cause their mas and that would give you into trouble and making an excuse up about what you were doing. Eg He never fell off the school roof.... it was a fence.... we werent jumping on windows in a skip, he slipped and sliced the back of his leg open... he never fell in the canal a junkie threw water on him.... i dont know how i smell of smoke i wasnt at a fire "why are you covered in scratches" "I dont know" we werent jumping off a garage roof into hedges anyway

I keep thinking of more... you made a 'cross bow' from 2 bits of wood, a few nails and elactic bands and fired "pellets" which were long staples you could find in burnt furniture.

shouting "* the polis" at polis whenever we seen them and then if they came over yous would all blame each other so they never knew who it was, if you ever got caught they took you home. getting took home with the polis was seen as cool.

 

Perth is pretty posh, but being as my Mum and Dad just came over from Ireland via Glasgow, we stayed in Muirton. Right next to Muirton Park. Not the most affluent place to live in.

 

Come on Kemo I know yer fighting yer corner there. But it was tongue in cheek there about Perth. Yer far too serious. Anyway being brought up in the Gorbals was tougher than being brought up in muirton ya bassa.

 

Went everywhere with rocks in my pocket incase you bumped into the brits.
1p logs & whoppers (when they went up to 2p i thought it was a rip off)
Chocolate on the highland toffee bar was thick.
All fizzy drinks came in glass bottles unlessed canned.
Milk glass bottles also
Penut or toffee treets (now m&m's not as nice)
No school uniforms
Toilet outside
Open fire only
Got strapped or kaned in school (was no detention)

 

Wont get any arguments there mate. I know you were winding me up!!!! Yeah, Muirton doesnt compare to the Gorbals. Pretty sure of that. In hindsight it was perhaps a harder time, but not a dangerous time.

We did bath in front of the fire though!!! * sake, imagine the social services now if kids had to do that!!!

 

Kemo mate I know the craic. I'm not gonnae preach to you but I'll have a rant. Your parents and mine only came to Scotland because the life had been choked outa Ireland. Then they had to to get the * jobs to look after their families. My dad worked in tunnels, mines, building sites and basically took any job that would feed his family. I'm sure your family were mainly tunnellers. Cause thats what Arranmore men do if their not fishing. Thats a joke mate. Anyway my dad was a helluva guy we buried him 6 weeks ago. He was a Celtic man to the core and he was a Donegal man sorry kemo Lost the track ther

 

Im sorry for your loss, I lost my mum 10 years ago, she was from Arranmore. They bred them tough there and looked after their people. Im sure your da was a good man.

My da is from Mayo, he worked the farms all his days.

Im going over to Arranmore at start of June.

 

* bless your mammy mate. The drinks gettin me thinkin of my da and what our folks had to do to get anywhere in life. Kemo your a sound man hope yer da's many years ahead of him