Trlpe Shops, Ironmongers, Back St Bookies.

That's some of my memories, being a kid.

What's yours?

Cobble stones, coats for goal posts, and school ink wells.

Spending the entire six week holidays playing football and cricket on Shepherd's Cross Street playing fields.

Buying Airfix kits from that model shop on Halliwell Rd and then gluing my fingers together.

Cubs then Scouts at the 46th Bolton Delph Hill and going on camp.

Proper bonfires in every back street on Bommy Night before H&S ruined it for everybody.

Moss Street baths and its cockroaches.

Watching St Thomas' play on Holy Harbour.

Hiking up to Cigarette Tunnel with my mates, some butties and a communal bottle of Strike Cola.

Being sent to the chippy on Bennett's lane on a Friday to get fish, chips, peas, scraps and extra pea-wet in a big dish.

....and last but not least, getting the 501 down to Burnden with my Dad to watch the greatest team in world football play in the best ground in England.

Sluffy wrote:Cobble stones

I do like the look of cobble stones.

The was talk about bringing these back to side streets in Bolton not so long back.

Would be a good thing as it would save on resurfacing the cobbles with tarmac although dangerous for cars in icy weather I would have thought.

This one Breadman?

Breadman wrote:Spending the entire six week holidays playing football and cricket on Shepherd's Cross Street playing fields.

Buying Airfix kits from that model shop on Halliwell Rd and then gluing my fingers together.

Cubs then Scouts at the 46th Bolton Delph Hill and going on camp.

Proper bonfires in every back street on Bommy Night before H&S ruined it for everybody.

Moss Street baths and its cockroaches.

Watching St Thomas' play on Holy Harbour.

Hiking up to Cigarette Tunnel with my mates, some butties and a communal bottle of Strike Cola.

Being sent to the chippy on Bennett's lane on a Friday to get fish, chips, peas, scraps and extra pea-wet in a big dish.

....and last but not least, getting the 501 down to Burnden with my Dad to watch the greatest team in world football play in the best ground in England.

spooky , this sound exactly like my childhhood too!

That's the one, KP.

Lovely stuff. 

Especially when it's warm and full of your mates' Golden Wonder cheese & onion crisp blow-backs.

Norpig,

I must know you "in the real world", mate.

Did you break my Zorro sword in 1976?

Breadman wrote:Did you break my Zorro sword in 1976?

You sound like you have never let it go Breadders!

I loved that sword.

It had a piece of chalk in the end so you could leave big, slashing "Z's" everywhere you went.

Then some bastard broke it.

And I never found out who.

But if I do.........!!

Breadman wrote:I loved that sword.

It had a piece of chalk in the end so you could leave big, slashing "Z's" everywhere you went.

Then some bastard broke it.

And I never found out who.

But if I do.........!!

 

....thinking about it, there was a weird older kid with huge boggly eyes hanging round at the time.

He smelled like a wet dog and he kept mumbling "Magoo's coming for you!" over and over again.....

i promise you Breadman it wasn't me! i have a feeling if we met in real life we would recognise each other from somewhere due to our near identical upbringings!

my nickname as a kid was Ernie, does that ring any bells?

I'm quite enjoying this, I hope you both do know each other!

Setting fire to and blowing up quarries.

How do you set fire to a quarry?
We used to nick the train warning explosive caps from the railway and blow them up by lobbing stones on them in quarries but there was never a fire. 
There were grass fires near quarries most summers though.

wanderlust wrote:How do you set fire to a quarry?
We used to nick the train warning explosive caps from the railway and blow them up by lobbing stones on them in quarries but there was never a fire. 
There were grass fires near quarries most summers though.

train warning explosive caps?

What are them Wanderlust?

Back in the days before everything was digital, they used to put them on the track to warn the engine driver if there was a problem up ahead.

The train's wheels would set 'em off, thus alerting the driver and he'd then stop.

I think.......

wanderlust wrote:How do you set fire to a quarry?
We used to nick the train warning explosive caps from the railway and blow them up by lobbing stones on them in quarries but there was never a fire. 
There were grass fires near quarries most summers though.

I should have said disused quarries.

We had two near us and they were a dumping ground for all sorts, even the council dumped there.

I remember the industrial paint tins and oil drums going up a treat and the fire brigade coming many times.

Breadman wrote:Back in the days before everything was digital, they used to put them on the track to warn the engine driver if there was a problem up ahead.

The train's wheels would set 'em off, thus alerting the driver and he'd then stop.

I think.......

Them's the rascals.

wanderlust wrote:

Breadman wrote:Back in the days before everything was digital, they used to put them on the track to warn the engine driver if there was a problem up ahead.

The train's wheels would set 'em off, thus alerting the driver and he'd then stop.

I think.......

Them's the rascals.

Cheers guys, hadn't a clue what they were!