Quote: Scottidog @ August 10 2009, 10:46 PM BSTAh bath time...it was great being a kid.
Did you ever bath with your sister?
Just with my girl cousins. 
Toys and Games you used to have. Page 2
Quote: Leevil @ August 10 2009, 10:47 PM BSTI remember bugging my mum for a train set when I was a kid. My lovely mother bought it for me, and f**king expensive it was too.
A circle bit of track and a boring "modern" looking train.
Choo choo!
I had an old one, steamy kind. You could burn it out by holding it on the track. 
A rag doll
Whistles made from small branches
Grass dollies
Skipping ropes
Chalk and stones - with which we played hopscotch and drew tracks and courses which we invented games for
Marbles
Thunderbirds vehicles
A hand made dolls house.
Snakes and Ladders
Ludo
Roller skates
Go Karts that we made ourselves
I used to play marbles with my mates. Do kids play marbles anymore? Or shove-ha'penny? Or "What's the time, Mr Wolf?". Or "What's in Uncle Peter's pockets?"
Oh we (my sister and I) had some stilts my dad made. A couple of bits of wood basically, but they were great!
Quote: Tim Walker @ August 10 2009, 10:56 PM BSTI used to play marbles with my mates. Do kids play marbles anymore? Or shove-ha'penny? Or "What's the time, Mr Wolf?". Or "What's in Uncle Peter's pockets?"
I did play the last one, two marbles & a snake wasn't it?
Quote: Nil Putters @ August 10 2009, 10:53 PM BSTI had an old one, steamy kind. You could burn it out by holding it on the track.
Watch those sparks fly! 
I actually had an old Flying Scotsman that was my Dads. That was better
I still have the train set, in the loft, I think? Hmmm, could I sell that?
Who made a Go kart?
Not me, so I'm not sure why I asked.
Quote: Tim Walker @ August 10 2009, 10:56 PM BSTI used to play marbles with my mates. Do kids play marbles anymore? Or shove-ha'penny? Or "What's the time, Mr Wolf?". Or "What's in Uncle Peter's pockets?"
I played them
British Bulldog was fun and f**king scary too.
Quote: Fred Sunshine @ August 10 2009, 10:58 PM BSTWho made a Go kart?
Not me, so I'm not sure why I asked.
Quote: Fred Sunshine @ August 10 2009, 10:58 PM BSTWho made a Go kart?
Not me, so I'm not sure why I asked.
I had a peddle Go Cart think. I loved that sooo much.
Quote: Leevil @ August 10 2009, 11:00 PM BSTBritish Bulldog was fun and f**king scary too.
That was great. And Red Rovers!
Quote: Leevil @ August 10 2009, 11:01 PM BSTI had a peddle Go Cart think. I loved that sooo much.
Thought that said pebble!
When I was about 8 my Dad was on the dole and had no cash to buy expensive Christmas presents. So he secretly started work in October on building me a model railway. I always wondered what he was doing, hammering and clattering away in the back room but the door was always locked.
Anyway, come Christmas morning, I clearly remember Dad leading me into the back room with his hands over my eyes. He took them away and I opened my eyes to see the most amazing landscaped trainset I'd ever seen. Over the course of 3 months, he'd built the whole thing with his bare hands on a huge 6ft x 4ft board. There were rolling hills, that he'd fashioned out of chicken wire and papier mache, windmills, a little town, tunnels, loads of little people, even a working level crossing. The detail was amazing, even down to the fake grass that he'd lovingly sprinkled about. It truly was a work of art.
"Well?" said Dad expectantly, "What do you think?"
And I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and said "I don't like trains."
Quote: Fred Sunshine @ August 10 2009, 10:58 PM BSTWho made a Go kart?
Not me, so I'm not sure why I asked.
I did.
Pram wheels, wood and some rope to steer. No brakes, lots of crashes.
Quote: Lee Henman @ August 10 2009, 11:03 PM BSTWhen I was about 8 my Dad was on the dole and had no cash to buy expensive Christmas presents. So he secretly started work in October on building me a model railway. I always wondered what he was doing, hammering and clattering away in the back room but the door was always locked.
Anyway, come Christmas morning, I clearly remember Dad leading me into the back room with his hands over my eyes. He took them away and I opened my eyes to see the most amazing landscaped trainset I'd ever seen. Over the course of 3 months, he'd built the whole thing with his bare hands on a huge 6ft x 4ft board. There were rolling hills, that he'd fashioned out of chicken wire and papier mache, windmills, a little town, tunnels, loads of little people, even a working level crossing. The detail was amazing, even down to the fake grass that he'd lovingly sprinkled about. It truly was a work of art.
"Well?" said Dad expectantly, "What do you think?"
And I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and said "I don't like trains."
Aw, no!!
Sounds awesome though. I dunno what I thought would be so fun about trains? My Scaletrix was better! (Not made by my Dad)