Apart from missing my Mum and Dad, and the care they gave me, I miss eating toast that's been done on a toasting fork over the fire, having stories read to me and dipping a Kit Kat finger in my cup of tea.
Yes, but I don't have an open fire, KitKats are not made with proper chocolate now and .........................actually, no, I don't have anyone to read to me.
lucky bags..sherbert fountains..packing a bottle of juice and a jam piece and going off into the woods for adventures 'till we could hear the local foundry siren that signalled home time !!!
The freedom from responsibility
spending to spend half the summer at King Georges park open air pool and the rest roaming Wimbledon Common and Richmond Park and thinking seeing rabbits and squirrels was exciting
I lived next door to the best chip shop in town. I miss that (don't eat chips from a chip shop anymore) I used to see if I could get from chip shop to upstairs in the pub without being stopped. I was quite unsuccessful.
You had no worries as a child.Everything you did was so carefree. The older
you get, you find the more to worry about. I must be one of the few that
actually loved school. I had good friends, and we had a good laugh. I don't
have many happy memories of home life so I suppose school was a form of
escape.
Spangles - Playing in the park for ever - being innocent and therefore nearly everything was a new experience (oh to feel a kiss like my first) - and Gary Aldred my best mate, who was gone when we moved.