pSinatra Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Used to love going birds nesting and amassed quite an impressive collection (of eggs, not nests), we`d be out all day searching woods, hedgerows and such. Also used to take crow, magpie and jackdaw chicks from their nests and rear them, my brother had a tawny owl chick once, it sat on his wardrobe waiting for its new dad to shoot birds (dinner) on the back garden from out of his bedroom window. I did get upset once when a brother threw my magpie into his ferret pen, bastard http://youtu.be/dP66T8ktiTA is this how you remember PE?
I am Rod Hull Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 http://youtu.be/dP66T8ktiTA is this how you remember PE? Pretty much
Parafox Posted 13 January 2013 Author Posted 13 January 2013 I was useless at sports. I'm pretty sure you still are.
Julian Joachim Jr Shabadoo Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 I once climbed a tree (about 15ft) and decided to drop my trousers and piss while dangling from a branch. I lost grip mid-urination and twisted my ankle something a treat. But it was worth it.
I am Rod Hull Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 does this confessional come with an amnesty? Just spill the beans
pSinatra Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Just spill the beans I've always been quite lucky with the law & it would be good to keep it that way!! I reckon there would be some quality stories on here, but publicly broadcasting them over the internet is probably not the wisest thing to do
MooseBreath Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Garden hopping through back gardens was the scariest shit ever. You had to be strong to get over all the fences. You had to watch out for dogs, ponds and other obstacles in the pitch dark. Invariably it would turn into a mad panicked rush with the guy at the front recklessly plowing ahead, making all sorts of noise and leaving those behind at even more risk. Often you'd lose your bearings and not know how to get out. You'd have to try and sneak past a house back onto the main road. It was a pretty intense activity all told.
FoxesAreBlue Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Playing football and the price for kicking it over the fence was being thrown over after it to get it back putting you at risk of the wrath of the owners. Even worse though meant that you were then shoved in goal.
BoneDog Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Throwing darts at tree trunks from distance. Wanged one once and it missed and was stuck in some lads knee! Loved a bit of tree trunk darts. Also playing army with pellet guns. Shot my mate in the eyebrow with a Webley Tempest or a Gat gun in one match. Can't remember which one I was using. Shit myself when he rolled about holding his eye, thought I'd blinded him. Me and my cousin were hiding behind a tree trunk and the other two lads were hiding behind a corrigated metal roof panel. One poked his head up and I popped one off from distance straight into his eyebrow! DOOOOSH. Think I stopped aiming at the face after that. Talking of Gat guns, someone was asleep on my settee when I was about 10 and someone held the unloaded Gat in front of their face and shouted them and fired. They woke up and the front thing popped out and hit them in the eye area Might have been the same night my mate called someone 'Keith Keith Yellow Teeth' and someone else started laughing hard and waved his hand about. That shit my dog up and he bit him on the hand. The crying laugh turned into a yelp noise which was even funnier Oh how we laughed. Everything seemed like such an adventure when you were a kid. Making dens and crap bow and arrows in the woods and fields and all that was awesome. Great days Eddie.
FoxesAreBlue Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Cycling out to the cornfields in Wigston/Oadby and hanging out by the swamp that was hidden there. One year a sainsburys trolley turned up which naturally belonged to "Johnny Bum Nose" the local peado that we were all terrified of but nobody ever actually saw.
I am Rod Hull Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 I've always been quite lucky with the law & it would be good to keep it that way!! I reckon there would be some quality stories on here, but publicly broadcasting them over the internet is probably not the wisest thing to do It would be unwise to tell stories about breaking into a nuclear bunker and coming out with dried food, torches and coats, setting fire to a blokes lorry and smashing his JCB up for shooting ones lurcher and setting fire to a farmers barley crop for denying me, three mates, a spade, lurcher, jack russell and ferret access to a public path...
AyewJoking Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Sticking a banger (firework, not sausage) into dog shit and splattering someones house/car in shit. Putting an empty wallet on some fishing line and hiding behind a hedge, then pulling the wallet away as someone bent down to pick it up.
1964FOX Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Cycling out to the cornfields in Wigston/Oadby and hanging out by the swamp that was hidden there. One year a sainsburys trolley turned up which naturally belonged to "Johnny Bum Nose" the local peado that we were all terrified of but nobody ever actually saw. He is a real person but not in the least scary.
1964FOX Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Putting bangers on the big hinge of the old council windows and knocking the window as you lit them, they went off just as the people in the house opened the curtains. Taking several of the old wooden front gates and placing them in a large pile in a cosen location. playing knock door run with kite string and scaring people by knocking the door again when they came out looking for who was there. and many many other incriminating things........
notnow john Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Putting dog shit in a paper bag,placing it on a doorstep lighting it knocking the door and legging it. Owner opens the door Sees a burning bag ,worked every time.
FoxesAreBlue Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 He is a real person but not in the least scary. Real or not, I'm going to use the same person to keep my kids from wondering too far from the house if and when I have any.
flowwolf Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 We used to follow pregnant women in the street and start singing " we know what you've been doing "
Mike Oxlong Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Finding silly names in the phone book and then ringing them up to take the piss.
SystonFox Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Putting dog shit in a paper bag,placing it on a doorstep lighting it knocking the door and legging it. Owner opens the door Sees a burning bag ,worked every time. Bart Simpson prank at its best
stix Posted 13 January 2013 Posted 13 January 2013 Cycling out to the cornfields in Wigston/Oadby and hanging out by the swamp that was hidden there. One year a sainsburys trolley turned up which naturally belonged to "Johnny Bum Nose" the local peado that we were all terrified of but nobody ever actually saw. lol I remember going down the 'cornys' when i was about 12, we went to the swamp you speak of, and tried to set a small fire going as it was a little chilly . Anyway, the fire got a little out of hand so we legged it. I got home shitting myself thinking that i was going to be responsible for burning down the meadows estate! I sat on my bed in my room for hours worrying about it & then heard a siren!!! Well that was it! I confessed all to my old dear and got a right belting for it! Turns out the sirens weren't the fire brigade after all. Went back down there the next day (straight from school as i was grounded ) and there was barely any evidence at all that a fire even happened!!! Good 'ol days eh!
flowwolf Posted 14 January 2013 Posted 14 January 2013 Cycling out to the cornfields in Wigston/Oadby and hanging out by the swamp that was hidden there. One year a sainsburys trolley turned up which naturally belonged to "Johnny Bum Nose" the local peado that we were all terrified of but nobody ever actually saw. Johnny Bum Nose " you must be from Little Hill ( his killing ground ) ? :D
SOCCERROO FOX Posted 14 January 2013 Posted 14 January 2013 Smashing apricots with a tennis raquet on to houses with tin roofs, from our balcony was one of my personal favourites used to create a bit of carange.
flowwolf Posted 14 January 2013 Posted 14 January 2013 Smashing apricots with a tennis raquet on to houses with tin roofs, from our balcony was one of my personal favourites used to create a bit of carange. Did you squeeze peaches with your bare hands too ?
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