Police defend drowning death case

[DBA_bloke]

Bollocks. My mates and I used to play all day on Wimbledon Common, when we were that age, which included building a raft and scooting around on Kingsmere (the lake you see on the left when driving down Roehampton Hill).

Doesn't count: the Wombles would have helped you out, if you ever got into difficulty. They were good like that.

[EternalOptimist]

At 10 years old I was living in house with 1 mile of river at the end and managed not to drown myself.

We had tunnels in the garden each about 0.5miles in length - not only did we play in them they were a victorian play area designed for children! The only time anyone got seriously hurt was when the local protection racket sent the heavies around and they got the sh*t kicked out of them!

We used to collect broken trees to make huts out of and the slide was the side of a hill where we wore down the grass and used an old blanket to slide on.

The only reason that we have to molly coddle kids these days is to cover for the total and utter failure of parents to teach them to assess risks. Little things like do not talk to strangers, be careful of water, look right and left before crossing the road.

These days if a child fell down someone would be looking at who to sue. In my day we used to compare bruises to see who had the biggest!

The only time we saw the parents was when we needed feeding - and then only for dinner! Breakfast I managed myself.


Bu**er you are making me sound old now!

In the summer hols we used to get up at 8 -ish, fill a lemonade bottle with tap water, wrap a sugar buttie in the bread wrapper and head off to the farms outside Liverpool. If we came back before it was dark we got battered for coming home too early.
We had one guy who lost three toes when a pile of bricks fell on his foot, another guy got a fractured skull during a raid, as we ran to escape the other gang he slipped while climbing a school fence and was left dangling upside down with the fence spike up his welly.
Wellys were posh footwear in Bootle when I was ten. There were no serious incidents involving water but I guess everyone had a fair few close shaves.



p.s. a 'Raid' - two gangs of feral youths about 20 strong face each other and hurl bricks and stones at each other. The reason that we ran that day was because 'Pongo' , the only black lad we knew in the whole of Bootle, pulled a machete on us. The git.

[DBA_bloke]

In the summer hols...

Riff-raff.