Near death experiences in play parks.

[skipper734]

Sadley she became an Ex some years ago. But on a brighter note I have recently been contacted by a girl who has reported there is no change from when she was 18 and that was 40 years ago. :

 

[Cheshire Cat]

10 foot slide with no guard rails or protection at the side, embedded in concrete. Potential ski jump world record at the end if you got properly up to speed. Also 10 foot rusting swings that would take you to almost 180 degrees (although no-one ever went the full 360), and a bucking horse type thing that could easily take launch you several feet into the air with sufficient encouragement, with totally inadequate handles. All on decaying concrete base.

Fantastic stuff. Kids don't know what they're missing.

 

[Kazenga <3]

Not really a play park but one of my mates nearly got drowned by a downs syndrome in a public pool before his helper pulled him off.

 

[Hunting 784561]

Remember being spun round on one of these in my local park at a ridiculous speed, falling off, getting whacked on the side of my bonce, and being concussed.

Was also a challenge with your mates to get to the top when it was spinning round at 50 mph and cling on .

Happy days !

 

[fork me]

I remember when I was about 11 coming off a mini motorbike at Butlins Bognor Regis. These were proper bikes, just smaller that kids could ride around the circuit with no instruction and no safety attire at all.

Awesome fun, but I f***ed my knee up big time!

 

[Stat Brother]

Remember being spun round on one of these in my local park at a ridiculous speed, falling off, getting whacked on the side of my bonce, and being concussed.

Was also a challenge with your mates to get to the top when it was spinning round at 50 mph and cling on .

Happy days !

A Witches Hat, one word...



...MENTAL

 

[IndependentWSU]

What about 'White dog shite' you dont see that these days. Was always very common in Stoneham Park, Hove when I was a kid!!

 

[little al]

 

[little al]

Shit, should've read the whole thread.

 

[FamilyGuy]

Slghtly o/t.

Used to use a skate (the four wheel variety not inline) with an book annual (as they were larger and more solid) as the seat. From the highest point in our neighbourhood we'd sit on said skate and travel to the bottom of the hill attempting but usually failing negotiating the 90 degree turn at the bottom. Happy days.

I thought I was the only one who could remember doing that! We used to grip tight on to the books too, so that any deviation from horizontal or attempt to steer simply ripped the flesh from your knuckles ... happy days!

 

[The Spanish]

I remember when I was about 11 coming off a mini motorbike at Butlins Bognor Regis. These were proper bikes, just smaller that kids could ride around the circuit with no instruction and no safety attire at all.

Awesome fun, but I f***ed my knee up big time!

they were f***ing brilliant those bikes. without getting all blimey kids these days cotton wool blooming health and safety, f***ing hell they would have a fit now. or at least make it so tediously unenjoyable and boring you would rather swerve it. and this was only the 80s.

someone will now tell me they are still going after all that. and they have put in ramps.

 

[Nottseagull]

Is that part an album you found on the Palace fans' website, Al?
Or maybe 1066Gull shared it with you

 

[Mackenzie]

Dad had a second world war hand grenade (he can't remember where he got it) which he sold for two bob to another lad who lived in the flats (Kingswood). The other lad proceeded to go up to the creach (sp. is that up Sussex Street?), pull the pin out and chuck it in the sandpit...WHERE A TODDLER WAS MAKING SANDCASTLES!!!!!!

Fortunately for the lad and my old man, the grenade had been deactivated.

Ah....the good old days

 

[Publius Ovidius]

One of the best things I remember, I was about 5 or 6 and we lived opposite a playing fields in Berry Brow, huddersfield. there was set of swings.......we used to stand on the swing seat, hold on to the metal chain wire and see if you could swing 360 degrees, or jump off at the very top of the swing and propel yourself on to a patch of land with a bloody great wall at the end......I once went for the 360, got to the top of the swing....it dropped like a stone, I hit my head on the crossbar and fell on to a piece of earth baked dry! I cried for a minute, got up , dusted myself down and wiped off the blood.....and tried again!!!

happy days

 

[whitelion]

Monty Python's Flying Circus -
"Four Yorkshiremen"

The Players:
Michael Palin - First Yorkshireman;
Graham Chapman - Second Yorkshireman;
Terry Jones - Third Yorkshireman;
Eric Idle - Fourth Yorkshireman;

The Scene:
Four well-dressed men are sitting together at a vacation resort.
'Farewell to Thee' is played in the background on Hawaiian guitar.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, very passable, that, very passable bit of risotto.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
Nothing like a good glass of Château de Chasselas, eh, Josiah?
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
You're right there, Obadiah.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Who'd have thought thirty year ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Château de Chasselas, eh?
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In them days we was glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
A cup o' cold tea.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Without milk or sugar.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Or tea.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In a cracked cup, an' all.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Oh, we never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Because we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness, son".
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, 'e was right.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, 'e was.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
I was happier then and I had nothin'. We used to live in this tiny old house with great big holes in the roof.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
House! You were lucky to live in a house! We used to live in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture, 'alf the floor was missing, and we were all 'uddled together in one corner for fear of falling.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Eh, you were lucky to have a room! We used to have to live in t' corridor!
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Oh, we used to dream of livin' in a corridor! Would ha' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woke up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House? Huh.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Well, when I say 'house' it was only a hole in the ground covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, but it was a house to us.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
We were evicted from our 'ole in the ground; we 'ad to go and live in a lake.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
You were lucky to have a lake! There were a hundred and fifty of us living in t' shoebox in t' middle o' road.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Cardboard box?
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
And you try and tell the young people of today that ..... they won't believe you.
ALL:
They won't!

 

[Nottseagull]

As a slightly built child, I was more than once the victim of big bullies on the see-saw Yes, some huge brute would sit on the other end, raising me to maximum height then suddenly dismount, causing me to crash to the ground and bounce on my arse. Possibly Aldrington Recreation Ground, c.1968; are any of the culprits on NSC by any chance??!

 

[Stat Brother]

As a slightly built child, I was more than once the victim of big bullies on the see-saw Yes, some huge brute would sit on the other end, raising me to maximum height then suddenly dismount, causing me to crash to the ground and bounce on my arse. Possibly Aldrington Recreation Ground, c.1968; are any of the culprits on NSC by any chance??!

You forgot...


...happy days.

 

[whitelion]

. Possibly Aldrington Recreation Ground, c.1968; are any of the culprits on NSC by any chance??!

Is that Wish Park?

 

[Gilliver's Travels]

We called it Stoneham Road Rec. I remember fondly how, climbing back into the park after retrieving a football from the street, I snagged my short trousers up on the 6-foot spiked railings, lost my balance and plunged to the concrete beneath, breaking my arm in four places. Ran home, arm dangling horribly, and mother got a rich neighbour (who actually had his own phone - imagine!) to call an ambulance.

Was she mad. Those trousers were brand new.

Kids today? Don't know they're born...