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Summer Memories from the past

How i love to look back on happy memories of the times i had. Today i thought i’d focus on the Summer since its sunny outside and Summer is nearly here.

So growing up on our estate there was more boys than girls, so we would try and fit in with the boys and play football or go on the skateboards. Until we fell over and hurt ourselves. Course i’d blame it on them. Why couldn’t they of done something a bit more girl friendly.

This is from one of my fave films ‘Now and Then’
So quotable

So i do remember spending my summers down by the river at the bottom of our local playing field. What bonehead thought that would be a great place for a playing field next to a river. A few kids had fell in over the years, luckily it wasn’t that deep. Our Parents were oblivious we were down there as it was out of bounds but that was the excitement of it.

As i got older i’d either be found with my friends on bike rides or scraping my knees in my roller skates.

This was one of the bikes i owned and i cried when i was too big for it, i guarded that with my life as Mum and Dad said it was a lot of money.

I was a girly girl and still am one. There’s no getting away from it that as i got to 13/14 we would spend our afternoons looking at the fitties at the tennis courts pretending to casually walk past and hanging out at the parks hoping to find our Mr right. He wasn’t gonna be at some run down park, but back then we were so naive.

Then in my late teens and early twenties it was big bottles of WKD before a night on the razz (piss) and a thick head most sunday mornings. The beer gardens were great for the hair of the dog on the sunday. But how life changes as soon as you decide to grow up.

This summer i am going to try and keep sunburnt free, just catch the odd freckle when the sun decides to kiss me.

Stay safe, have fun. til next time,

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