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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults
July 9, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 9, 2016

As per the title let's for once get away from politics and remember the times when we just enjoyed ourselves playing or being kids . I was brought up in what now is called an inner city,then it was just Birkenhead and on the end of a 3 d bus ride was green open spaces ,Arrowpark,The Arno and Storton woods to name a few . There was also parks like Birkenhead park ( which Central Park in New York was fashioned after) Mersey park and Victoria park but they were just a walk away but full of kids like us. You'll notice I'm mentioning parks ,they were we got away from the bomb sites of then Merseyside inner suburbs and cars and buses ,so playing footy,or Cowboys,or smoking behind the bushes . Yep out after breakfast if you were lucky and expeditions to one of the above play for most of the day till you got peckish then find an apple tree and Nick some apples ,but that was mostly in the big posh houses around the parks ,talk about eating right . In those days there even clubs other than the Scouts/Brownies which again we had great fun ,like the Shaftsbury boys behind Central Station,there you could do indoor sports ,table tennis basket ball ,but the best was in the cellar called the "Rough House " badly lit so the supervising adult didn't see the odd punch or 2 . Why am I going down memory lane well all these statistics on how our kids are overweight and unfit yet their quality of life is so good now with all the techno gadgets they have at their disposal,but looking/playing on a scene is not good for them as actually going out and burning calories the way our generation did. Yes TV is I suppose better than listening to radio Luxembourg, do you remember when that ancient game of tennis for tv came out in the late 70's early 80's now we have computer graphics that are better than the real thing ,but are our kids better off ??? Ok then was the 20th century and we'd just had a world war and just happy at being a live I suppose as we didn't know out . Then we got a new Queen and a young one at that ,even watched it on a 12 inch black and white tv ,then Sputnick and everything else is history ,one thing though I blame James T Kirk for the mobile phone ,why you say?? Well just think " Beam me up Scotty " so someone had the idea ,someone will get it done . Yes I'm happy with way I got to where I am now with great memories just hope the kids of today's generation will be as content when they get to my age , so there much better than political mumbo jumbo.

July 9, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 9, 2016

Bob, I was engaged to a lass from Birkenhead many years ago she was a QARANC serving in Catterick who I met there when I rejoined the army. She took me home with her for a two week leave stint, she lived in Glebe Hey Road estate or Hill or something like that, her father worked in one of the big refineries I seem to recall. The whole family were staunch Catholics my room was festooned with icons of the Virgin Mary et al. I remember taking the ferry across the Mersey with her and seeing all the city types with bowlers and spats reading the Times. Marie O'Keefe I think her name was, she had been a student at Birkenhead Art College before joining QARANC lovely girl we drifted apart after we got posted to Germany, she to Hannover, me to Muenster. I haven't thought about those days for decades until I just read your post and saw you once lived in Birkenhead! She was probably one of your relatives everyone seemed to be related to one another when I was there lol.        

July 9, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 9, 2016

No David no relation but half our street was Irish immigrants the other half lodge (orange) but my dad was a Liverpulian joined the navy married a girl from Plymouth were I was born ,then on demob moved back to the northwest . The icons are the norm for left footers as I call them ,try being on the Emerald Isle .

July 10, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 10, 2016

Bob, You mentioned Storeton Woods - I spent most Sunday's there, riding my "tracky bike" (home-made with cow handlebars) along the tracks, pretending I was Arthur Lampkin ( scramble m/bike hero) and making the same noise his motor bike made as we careered up & down the paths through the woods ! My mates & I would cycle from Wallasey /New Brighton to Storeton with our butties and jam-jar of water, and spend the whole day there, racing like maniacs but loving every minute of it all. After joining Junior Leaders aged 15 my interests changed a bit (!?) and I spent more time on leave at the Tower Grounds & Indoor Palace (both fairgrounds) pursuing these other hobbies than riding my old tracky bike ! Oh, happy days, simple & carefree, and something today's generation are deffo missing out on . John (JKW)

July 10, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 10, 2016

John I remember we used to camp out at Storton woods and where  the Motorway is now was a WW11 gun position in its entirety,great for playing 10/13 year olds . Also the other side of the main road was a sandstone quarry ideal for swimming and boating on logs etc ,now they've built a housing estate there . The best part of the woods was the causeway type lane that when tall the way through again great for bicycles,shame the kids of today don't have the open spaces we had as kids

July 10, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 10, 2016

I remember with much pleasure the Woods in the Wirral. My pal and I used to cycle from Mossley Hill in L/pool to Bidston Woods, to play hide and seek in the woods with us hiding and my aunt and uncle's labrador looking for us. That was in the early days, using the ferries from PierHead. Then a few years later, the two of us went cycling in N.Wales,but not on the ferry and through the Wirral, we used the transporter machine to cross from Widnes across to Runcorn. We never thought that the cables and motors would fail, (it seemed a long way to fall into the Mersey!!) then when the transporter was finally closed down, we went back to using the Pier Head ferries again. But as you say, those days are long gone, when we could do these things, it would need an armed escort these days to save our bikes from the young thugs, more is the loss.

July 13, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 13, 2016

Bob, I have never been to Birkenhead unlike JKW and David but your memories took me back to my childhood in Glasgow and although the place names were different how we amused ourselves in those long hot summers days (they were all hot summers weren't they) was exactly the same as I am sure they were for all who grew up post war in the 50s & 60s.  We spent our whole day outside and I remember owning my first bike gave me as much freedom as owning my first car years later. Liverpool was probably much like Glasgow with acres of green parks that allowed you to escape from the bomb sites and grubby soot stained tenements. Our parents hardly saw us during the summer holidays only returning home long enough to catch a 'piece' (sandwich normally jam) wrapped in a bread wrapper thrown from a third floor tenement kitchen window. No one seemed to worry and kids had great fun whereas today's parents are scared to let their children out of their sight. You can keep your X Boxes and mobile phones I know what era I would choose, despite the rickets, polio, head lice, teachers strap (belt) and skinned knees. Happy carefree days indeed.

July 13, 2016

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July 13, 2016

The big difference between our "growing up days" and those of the current era is the independence we were allowed and encouraged to adopt. The fact is for many of us there was no choice, it was learn to survive or fall by the wayside. We had jobs to do at home that we just accepted as being the norm, we looked out for and after our younger siblings and we were grateful for the smallest of treats from our parents. I remember my first bike, a promised present for passing the 11 plus and being selected for grammar school. I remember collecting old newspapers and magazines and selling them to the local paper mill, making bows and arrows that were lethal and which would be banned by the PC police nowadays. I recall being caned at school for being cheeky to the French teacher who was gorgeous and was being bonked by the English Master, she probably didn't need me reminding her of it in class! I also recall the last physical chastisement I received from my father. Aged 11 I was taken home by the local "rozzer" for playing knock and run, he had given me a really good cuff around the head on the way as I explained to my pa. I got an extra belting for saying that, imagine that happening today. There are so many things that we had back in the day that helped us develop, made us into strong minded, independent young men, it wasn't all a bed of roses by a long shot but I wouldn' swop my growing up days for those of today's kids.

July 13, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 13, 2016

I think we on this site are all now part of a memorable  and lucky part of our childhood, doing lots of things, being out in the open air from sun-up to almost moon rise, which the young today can not imagine or replicate. There are lots of kids who now think it the norm to carry all sorts of weapons, and to use them with only the slightest provocation. As we on here obviously think, nay KNOW, we were the lucky ones from that long gone era, and the world is the worse because of the change from fun to violence as the norm. But, the memories are in our minds forevermore, and we should be glad we enjoyed it all. In Liverpool, we had a police sgt living 2 doors away, who always spoke to us all, about many things, but if we transgressed at all, he was magic, cos he knew what had happened only seconds after it, (or so it seemed!!), and then he gathered us together, riot act read, then he wished us goodbye, or goodnight, and left it at that. Happy Days, never to be forgotten. What an era that was !!! And yes Frankie, we had many parks within easy reach, and not far from the city centre,or on the outskirts so we had a great choice, and all the parks had our favourite, tall climbable trees, and we fell out of a few!!! And seemed to bounce most times!! Footy, cricket, fishing in the lake, did it all and thrived, and learned a lot too.

July 13, 2016

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All our yesterdays when politics was for adults

July 13, 2016

You guys were on about the first bike ,me I was the baby of the family 8 years between my sister and 11 from my brother ,so they each had a bike then when my sister found boys no more bike ,yes you've got ,me on a girls bike ,no feckin cross bar ,but it was freedom from the town centre to all the parks in around town . I can even remember cycling to Chester 15/16 miles away and at 10 that's the other side of the moon ,only advantage to that route in them days ,NO cars only Crosville buses on the road try it now phew . Knock and run with a difference,most of the front doors had knockers or big handles so we'd tie a milk bottle to it on string ,knock and run ,smashed bottle,but as Tom said the beat Bobby knew who when and were and wasn't worried about a smack around the head or worse " is this yours Mr Riley " grounded or extra jobs ,usually mangle the washing erends to shops etc , best thing about growing up was going from short trousers to long when we went to secondary modern ,then you felt grown up . One game that the health and safety would have kittens on ,at the bottom of our street was a bomb site ,it used to be a swimming baths next door to Central Station in Birkenhead ,krauts missed the railway station and got the building next ,anyway loads of bricks rubble etc ,so we'd put brick on brick stand 10/15 feet and try and knock the brick off, game ducks off ,me brick on head ,general hospital,stitches and hair cut ,still got the scar nearly 60 odd years later , but we grew up street savvy


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