kyle09uk Posted 8 April 2012 Posted 8 April 2012 Just been talking to me pa about our childhood etc... Quite a lot of interesting stuff (well to me anyway) He's got tenapese feet so we got chatting about how he used to have to protect himself and brothers etc. Mine was thinking back to the days when I used to think I was Van- Damme, never one to start anything but always prepared. Anyway was just wondering If anyone had anything to share... Might Draw back some other memories. Cmon reel um in.
Rincewind Posted 8 April 2012 Posted 8 April 2012 http://ken-duddle-crreative-writing.weebly.com/ages-of-man.html
Zingari Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 In that case I'm still promoting my herbal Viagra (Amaryllidoideae asparagae) at 20% off the list price The ladies ( and some laddies) are especially pleased with the ticklishness of this years crop . Don't forget if you can last 8 mins they are ready to eat and go lovely with fish dishes Get them while they're nice and firm
DANGEROUS TIGER Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Too many bad and sad memories up until about twelve.
Finnegan Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 In that case I'm still promoting my herbal Viagra (Amaryllidoideae asparagae) at 20% off the list price The ladies ( and some laddies) are especially pleased with the ticklishness of this years crop . Don't forget if you can last 8 mins they are ready to eat and go lovely with fish dishes Get them while they're nice and firm Dear Sir, I know this may come as some surprise but I represent the High Prince of the Kingdom of Wales and your name has been selected by our Dear Sovereign to assist in the transfer of some large amount of money...
The Year Of The Fox Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 About 20 years ago I used to pick my mum up from work as a kid with my dad. 5pm in the car park behind Boots in Coalville every Saturday. I'll never forget the Sports Report tune on 5live. Love that the still use it
Rincewind Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 One of the reasons that I put a link to my site was that it contained a poem about childhood, which was the subject of the thread.
Finnegan Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 About 20 years ago I used to pick my mum up from work as a kid with my dad. 5pm in the car park behind Boots in Coalville Ey up.
The Year Of The Fox Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Ey up. I was thinking that whilst writing
Zingari Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 I remember my dear ol' man nearly in tears when we heard JFK had been assassinated .
Haydos Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Listening to Tim Gudgin reading out the full time results on the way back from City games in the car with my Dad. I'm sure plenty of others did it but guessing how many goals the away team scored from the way he said the home team's goals.
21st Century Fox Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Did we get to the bottom of what tenapese feet are?
Haydos Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Did we get to the bottom of what tenapese feet are? I've googled it and thought about typos, still no idea. " He's got tenapese feet so we got chatting about how he used to have to protect himself and brothers" What could that mean?????
21st Century Fox Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 I've googled it and thought about typos, still no idea. Yeah I googled it and this thread came top. I'm genuinely intrigued now though.
Zingari Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Did we get to the bottom of what tenapese feet are? i think he mean "talipes feet" which is what is commonly called club feet
21st Century Fox Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 i think he mean "talipes feet" which is what is commonly called club feet That would make sense. I was really wondering what it was, google wouldn't even suggest any alternative spellings. Nice work, Z
Len Finsbury Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Whatever feet it is, the poem in post one is still rubbish.
Raw Dykes Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 You're not wrong. It doesn't rhyme and it has no rhythm. Amateur poetry.
Haydos Posted 9 April 2012 Posted 9 April 2012 Whatever feet it is, the poem in post one is still rubbish. You're not wrong. It doesn't rhyme and it has no rhythm. Amateur poetry. Are you joking? I'm don't think it's meant to be a poem...
Trav Le Bleu Posted 10 April 2012 Posted 10 April 2012 Picking up the Mercury from round the back of the newsagents, hot off the press, at 5pm. Watching the videoprinter come up with the scores at the end of Grandstand - the anticipation was palable as the score would come in "Nottingham Forest 2 <long pause> Leicester City <seemingly longer pause> 3" would stand watching it in the window of Rumbellows if dragged round town by mum on a Saturday. Doing the weekly shop at the local store down the road. Going on the golf course, down the bomb holes and catching frogs and newts, putting them in jam jars, bringing them home and watching them die. Venturing off miles away into overgrown wasteland beyond the golf course and building lairs in thick bushes where "no one can see us!" I even used to draw maps. Playing tennis in the road because there weren't any cars about. Walking to a telephone booth two streets away any time we needed to make a phone call.
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