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Tugnets37 · May 25, 2025

going in the train to Aberdeen to visit our aunt, having fish and chips from the corner shop there and then shopping at Marks and Spencers for us all. The only time mum had any spare money to take us on these trips. Miss you mum.

Jest · May 25, 2025

i was a lonely little petunia in an onion patch.

Jest · May 25, 2025

Annie Mac said:
You sound so sad...a child's life should not be lke that.I hope things have improved over the years for you.LOL

It has, and thank you for your kind thoughts. being in the country can be lonely, not all fun.

flip5 · May 25, 2025

my 5 and 3 year old sons put 'petrol' in the car for daddy, via the tailpipe and the hose.
Dad was not impressed when he only got a little way down the road before the car stopped. Took him a long time to smile about the incident.

Franka · May 26, 2025

taking off with my friends on our bikes with a basket with a sandwich and a bottle of water. Riding around the town and suburbs until it started to get dark, which was the signal to return home for tea.

HelenC · May 28, 2025

It must have been 1956/57 in England, I did half-day Wednesday at school, bussed 10 miles home for the afternoon. It was mushroom season, and on this day my mother decided to go hunting for them in a nearby field. She found some nice ones in a usual patch, and something caught my eye a few yards away. It was a fresh mushroom - over 1 foot in diameter, it was beautiful! We picked it and went home. A pity that cameras were so expensive & no mobile phones then, of course, so I cannot show you. That mushroom fed 5 of us for the next 5 dinners! And it was YUM!

MariaG · May 28, 2025

I used to spend a lot of time in the bush. We lived on a dead end road with a reserve right over the fence.
There was a lot of nasty stuff going on in my home as I was growing up. I used to escape to the bush to get away from the violence. It was a sanctuary.
We had the best cubby house any kid could ever want. My sisters and I put together bits of anything that would brighten up our special little getaway. It was wonderful.
I found myself in there more and more, usually on my own. So, I kept some books there in an old Arnotts biscuit tin. It was peace personified.
Another couple of memories ... I loved drawing hopscotch on the footpath. Coming home from school, I'd do the drawing, play for a while then walk on. I know other kids who walked the same path had fun with it too.
My favourite games at school were elastics. 2 kids put elastic on their legs, and another jumps a series of tricks whilst the elastic is raised higher and higher. Another game was knuckles. I used to save the pig knuckles, paint them different colours and play them as you would Jacks.
Some might be surprised. We were never given toys, and really, didn't need them. We created our own amusement and didn't miss toys. Probably the best game of all was running through the sprinkler in the dead heat of summer.

Mindygirl12022 · Thursday at 10:31 AM

I do have a special one to share. I used to go early with my Dad when he went fishing at Shelley Beach in Caloundra. He would walk down to the beach, sit and rig his really long cane surf rod, and bait it from his old burlap (I think) fishing bag. Then he would go along to the 'Kelp Hole' where there were supposed to be lots of fish. He'd draw the rod back and cast way out among the kelp, and wait patiently with other fishermen, standing in the shallow water. This is the most peaceful I have ever seen him, he was in another place just gazing out to sea as the sun came fully up. If he caught some fish, then gr eat; but if not it didn't seem to matter much. This was HIS special time where his cares just melted away. That I was allowed to go and just watch him made me feel so special. This is my story.

Littleboy8 · Thursday at 10:33 AM

Mindygirl12022 said:
I do have a special one to share. I used to go early with my Dad when he went fishing at Shelley Beach in Caloundra. He would walk down to the beach, sit and rig his really long cane surf rod, and bait it from his old burlap (I think) fishing bag. Then he would go along to the 'Kelp Hole' where there were supposed to be lots of fish. He'd draw the rod back and cast way out among the kelp, and wait patiently with other fishermen, standing in the shallow water. This is the most peaceful I have ever seen him, he was in another place just gazing out to sea as the sun came fully up. If he caught some fish, then gr eat; but if not it didn't seem to matter much. This was HIS special time where his cares just melted away. That I was allowed to go and just watch him made me feel so special. This is my story.

And a beautiful story thanks for sharing

Littleboy8 · Thursday at 10:35 AM

MariaG said:
I used to spend a lot of time in the bush. We lived on a dead end road with a reserve right over the fence.
There was a lot of nasty stuff going on in my home as I was growing up. I used to escape to the bush to get away from the violence. It was a sanctuary.
We had the best cubby house any kid could ever want. My sisters and I put together bits of anything that would brighten up our special little getaway. It was wonderful.
I found myself in there more and more, usually on my own. So, I kept some books there in an old Arnotts biscuit tin. It was peace personified.
Another couple of memories ... I loved drawing hopscotch on the footpath. Coming home from school, I'd do the drawing, play for a while then walk on. I know other kids who walked the same path had fun with it too.
My favourite games at school were elastics. 2 kids put elastic on their legs, and another jumps a series of tricks whilst the elastic is raised higher and higher. Another game was knuckles. I used to save the pig knuckles, paint them different colours and play them as you would Jacks.
Some might be surprised. We were never given toys, and really, didn't need them. We created our own amusement and didn't miss toys. Probably the best game of all was running through the sprinkler in the dead heat of summer.

Oh yeah we did the sprinkler thing it was such great fun wasn’t it and the dog loved it also

Barb358 · Friday at 2:55 PM

My most happiest childhood memory was when it was my 12th birthday and that's all I wanted was a basketball but when I came home from school there was no presents, so I went to my bedroom saying not very nice things about my mother to myself ,and there on my pillow was sitting the basketball I dearly wanted and then I thought my mother was best in my whole world and feeling bad saying those things about her.

Debbie small · Friday at 4:01 PM

My happy memory has to be playing in the backyard under the sprinkler with my two sisters and brother . It does seem along time ago

Jest · Friday at 6:40 PM

Jest said:
my childhood started in 1939. I lived in the country, my siblings were older so I guess I was like an only child.
My memories are very faint and I have no recollection of the war. I guess I am lucky for that as many have had horrific memories. I had a lucky childhood, lonely but secure.

i did not get pocket money. no shops anywhere near us. did not miss it.

Aubrey Razon · Monday at 12:32 PM

Our May Competition was a sweet success, with over 112 fantastic entries pouring in!

We absolutely loved reading your heartwarming and hilarious stories about your favourite childhood memories. Some even gave us a little tear (or a big chuckle)!

But only one entry could take the crown; this time, it’s the one with the most likes!
Drumroll please…

@Suzanne rose , you’re our winner! Your entry received 20 likes!

Congratulations! I’ve sent you a private message on our forum. You’ve scored a $100 voucher to use at Coles, IGA, or Woolworths.

A huge thank you to everyone who joined in! Now, for June’s challenge: Can you guess how many lollies are in the jar?

Take a guess and join in the fun!

Littleboy8 · Monday at 12:46 PM

Aubrey Razon said:
Our May Competition was a sweet success, with over 112 fantastic entries pouring in!

We absolutely loved reading your heartwarming and hilarious stories about your favourite childhood memories. Some even gave us a little tear (or a big chuckle)!

But only one entry could take the crown; this time, it’s the one with the most likes!
Drumroll please…

@Suzanne rose , you’re our winner! Your entry received 20 likes!

Congratulations! I’ve sent you a private message on our forum. You’ve scored a $100 voucher to use at Coles, IGA, or Woolworths.

A huge thank you to everyone who joined in! Now, for June’s challenge: Can you guess how many lollies are in the jar?

Take a guess and join in the fun!

Congratulations suzanne rose

Jo Piper3 · Monday at 1:51 PM

Aubrey Razon said:
Our May Competition was a sweet success, with over 112 fantastic entries pouring in!

We absolutely loved reading your heartwarming and hilarious stories about your favourite childhood memories. Some even gave us a little tear (or a big chuckle)!

But only one entry could take the crown; this time, it’s the one with the most likes!
Drumroll please…

@Suzanne rose , you’re our winner! Your entry received 20 likes!

Congratulations! I’ve sent you a private message on our forum. You’ve scored a $100 voucher to use at Coles, IGA, or Woolworths.

A huge thank you to everyone who joined in! Now, for June’s challenge: Can you guess how many lollies are in the jar?

Take a guess and join in the fun!

Well done Suzanne!

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