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...Then in my early 20's we graduated to "quarters" where we took it in turn to try and bounce a coin off the table and into a glass of beer. If the coin landed in the drink you got to nominate who must down the beer and catch the coin between their teeth. :beer:

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All of the above. :lol:

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It used to get me my lunch money :D

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Yes. I had my own from a early age (and still have the double decker bus) then my young bro went mad for them and had over 200. I remember the first Corgi coming out. Don't forget Matchbox toys.

Also hula hoop, Meccano, Airfix kits, click-clacks. Lots of skipping, tag, one called 'What time is it Mr Wolf?', hand-stands against the wall and walking on hands, climbing poles and swinging round them, ice slides.

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Spent a whole summer playing on a nearby new estate. 30 houses all being built at the same time and all open. We had a ball, none of us got hurt or damaged anything and no one told us to sod off.:lol:

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When I was 8 we were living on the top of a reasonably sized hill, and I had a broken leg. Spent the whole summer flying stunt kites and learning tricks.

Do people still fly kites?

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Used to play something similar in college - chase the penny. Many a drunken afternoon spent in playing this:drinkwine:

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British bulldog - classic! My son still plays it now :)

The big ship sails through the alley alley oh

Clapping

Conkers

Farmer's in his Den

Oranges and lemons

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Our primary school playground was still split into one walled area for boys, where they played footie, and a tiny path and toilet block for the girls- literally the side alleyway. There were twice as many girls as boys. We had to content ourselves with elastics (which we called French Skipping) or roleplaying games which didn't involve movement- nurses, schoolteachers, card games etc... Really unfair.

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I flew stunt kites a lot too, around aged 10. Do you remember the Peter Powell Stunt Kites?

We used to play it at the Pig & Whistle in Cape Town. Especially the happy 5 hours from 3pm to 8pm (buy one drink, get another free), on Wednesdays, frequented mostly by uni students. ....Many a hopelessly drunk afternoon spent there. :beer: + :beer:

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Murder ball and Poison ball.... Murder ball was a cricket ball chucked around very hard at each other. Poison ball was even worse. Primary school Catford SE6.... late 60's

Guess what the Poison ball got rolled through first and it was kicked rather than thrown.. Ahh twas fun growing up in a Millwall stronghold. :unsure:

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Deadarm redemption. Rules - Make a subtle o sign with your thumb and first finger while your standing about. If someone could get their finger in and out without getting caught you got to give them a deadarm. If they caught you finger you got to give you a deadarm. If you caught someone looking at the osign they got a deadrarm! You had to standstill and have your arm punched without flinching if you lost. The teachers banned it because of the amount of upperarm serious bruising!

Then there was chickenscratch...that was brutal...

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I think it was one I was flying - smashed my foot at the start of the summer holidays and, to prevent movement, they gave me a cast to the top of my leg so the kite was to give me something to do.

By the end of the Summer, not only could I fly the kite, I'd learned to ride a bike wearing the cast and with one good leg - and broke the cast trying to run on it for cricket (the crutches made excellent wickets lent against a wall) :)

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Being beaten.

Those were the days..didn't do me any harm etc etc...:p

I remember being an old hand at kiss-chase, back in the early years..

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:lol: Back then, wasn't it the girls that did the chasing and the boys who scarpered? :eek::eek::eek:

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Come to think of it, they did chase, but I might have, ahem, exposed myself afterwards.

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Postmans Knock

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I remember doing that.:rofl:My mother had a twin pram for bringing us to school in and then one day she went to get it and we had turned it in to a bogie cart.We went to school in that instead.:thumbsup:

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Can't really remember the name, but the basic rules were -

• Unlucky individual chosen to stand against a wall, with blazer held in front for protection
• Others threw tennis ball very hard with the intent of injurious impact on said individual, although I think the idea was just to hit the wall
• If he caught the ball with his blazer, he could then throw it far away and the next kid had to retrieve it and throw it against the wall
• If he missed the wall (often from a long distance), he was put on the wall too - over time there were more boys than wall to hit :lol:
• The winner was either the last boy not on the wall, or the one on the wall with the least injuries

The daft thing was that it was allowed by the teachers and enjoyed by all!!! - Fond memories, but the blazers only had a limited life which parents were not too happy about.

TD :ohmy:

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British Bulldog - got banned after a girl split her head open.
Conkers - seasonal
Rounders
Red Letter
Knock Out - a group of kids running a certain distance and the last person is knocked out... Keeps going till you have one winner
Foxes and Hounds
Building go carts
Potato gun fights
Dub Dub Bin - essentially hide and seek but base was a bin!


And lots more that I can't remember!!

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My sister had a tin Jaguar pedal car with working headlights and windscreen wipers and a horn that worked too..... I didnt

She also had a massive rocking horse with a leather saddle and bridle....


I didnt.:huh:


Something to do with my Grandparents having shed loads of money and overlooking the fact they had TWO grandchildren and myparents not believing it was right to "redress the balance" in any way... I learned life wasn't "equal" from an early age.....

But I had jam jars with spiders in, a fishing rod, I always had a hamster... And ALWAYS a pack of playing cards....us kids used to play Napoleon solo for pennies, the only carg game I knew... .... a hand me down from older girls up the road spacehopper... A handmedown bicycle and a pogo stick that we were given that was rusted to hell and so didnt go up and down anymore ... So it was more like a pole with pedals to balance on....


When I was 7 or 8 my sister got a pony.... Whilst I had to proove I was old enough and dedicated enough to look after one myself... When I was consided responsible enough I found a broken down nag who couldnt be ridden in tack for nearly a year due to injuries/neglect and lameness... He was pure gold Danny was... He knew more than me and taught me loads... I couldnt put a saddle on him for that year, it took him that long to heal.... But by the time I could, I was more profficient in bareback riding than with stirrups.... And my Grandfather was proud of me...

When I got horses, in some ways my "childhood" ended.... Because I was always with them...

But At school we played war games.... And conkers and marbles....

We were given a Sindy Doll for christmas with a wardrobe and loads of clothes... Only being the eldest she got to choose which one of the two she had... Didnt bother me, because I didnt play with dolls anyway... Likewise one year the Grandparents brought two paintings... One of a horse, which was beautiful...we were both totally into horses And the other was of fluffy bloody kittens... They let her choose which she wanted first... So I got the kittens.. Years later I discovered my parents wer totally aware of what was happening and furious about it... But felt powerless to do anything...


I think I may have had a bit of a strange childhood in many ways....

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Running in and skipping whilst two others turned the ends and singing:

The wind blows low, the wind blows high,
snowflakes falling from the sky,
he is handsome, she is pretty
she is like a Roman city
so and so (insert desired name) says he loves her,
how many kisses did he give her?

And then you'd start counting your jumps which equated to kisses...

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Oh yes, and Doctors and Nurses :sneaky:

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trudging through the rain to school in a periscope-style blue parker that is weighted down with several litres of accumulated rainwater.

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My brother had one of those tin Jaguars.
My dad had one in real life when he retired (about 6th hand). When my bro was little, it was as close as dad could get to having a real jag!

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I got a big walky talky doll one Christmas... and a golliwog.

Another year I got a dalek dress up costume.

(I was still bloody terrified of daleks though.)

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I thought the big marbles were "gobs".

I'm sure we had "gobs" and "prits".

Wtf. :lol:

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Or worse still - a semi- transparent, grey, plastic mac. Kept you dry but a strange smell! Pac-a-mac I think they were called. Now they seem to be a bit more snazzy

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That might have been before my time. The ones that I remember were the nylon ones with a pouch at the front in which you could pack them. I think they were called cagoules. A flaw with those was they weren't much good at keeping the rain out.

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I've still got one- the problem was that the rain all ran down your legs, and got in through the seams.

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Snowboarding on my nans turkey tin, it went like a rocket! :eek::cool:

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That reminds me of one of mine and my brothers' heinous crimes against humanity .... My older brothers were the brains behind the operation, I just happened to be there too but copped an equal share of the blame ... My Nana had an old mangle which my brothers in their infinite wisdom realised looked a bit like a printing press, so we soaked newspapers and ran it through the mangle to get an imprint of the print on the rollers so we could then run plain paper through to get our own printing - why? I have no idea! Seemed like a great idea at the time, unfortunately my Nana who was small but fearsome didn't agree! ... she didn't discover it til after we'd gone home which I think saved our lives as we were threatened with all sorts! Apparently it took ages to get the print off the rollers before she could use it to mangle her sheets! This was around 1970 ish so who would guess she still used it!

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Goodness, you were posh - we used to use those big thick bin bags (not the crappy thin ones you get nowadays, proper thick ones)

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I remember my nanna's old washing machine- it was a top loader with a mangle attachment- only one she'd ever had, and was still using it many years after she bought it, up until about 1974 when my grandad died. She then got a new one- guess the old guy was a bit mean with the pennies!!

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I know the ones - We used to use those too (they were fertiliser bags I think) - they were great! :thumbsup:

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All of the above too.

My fave was 'balls' or at the time 'baws' :lol:

Two tennis balls juggled up against wall and there were songs to go along.

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Ah yes,we used to riot a lot n collect plastic bullets,after dodging them of course,none of yer wimpy playground shit for me:lol:

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I was showing my daughter how to do this but I can't for the life of me remember any of the songs we used to sing along to it.

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Over the garden wall
I let my baby sister fall;
My mother came out
And gave me a clout,
I told my mother
Not to boss me about;
She gave me another
To match the other,
Over the garden wall

:) Something like this?

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Mob. A bit like hide and seek but where the seekers grow from one person to many until the last hider is found and caught. It used to be great on the estate that I lived because it had lots of potential hiding places, crescents and cul de sacs, etc. :cool: