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Biker Pat
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Very true Frank.
I was one of those kids who went to a neighbours house to watch telly. And before we got BBC or as it was called "the foreign channel", I used to go to my neighbours house to watch Match of the Day or Top of the Pops. |
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May be going to hell in a bucket but at least I'm enjoying the ride.
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monarch
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Any Memories of childhood
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There is a crack in everything ...... that's how the light gets in
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monarch
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As a child , these were the comics I used to buy ...... Dell ......Classic . Not a DC Or Marvel in sight .
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Pogue Mahoney
I have no life! 68-71 Joined: 08-February-2006 Location: Islets of Langerheads Status: Offline Points: 5274 |
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Let's not forget #1 Flying Ace Biggles
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joey the lips
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Remember going to your neighbours house to use their phone ???
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You can checkout anytime u like but u can never leave
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Biker Pat
I spend too much time here!!! 72-75 Joined: 26-April-2005 Location: Swords, Co Dublin (ex Celti Status: Offline Points: 38077 |
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Or out to the telephone box on Collin's Avenue.
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May be going to hell in a bucket but at least I'm enjoying the ride.
Biker Pat Grove 1972-1975 |
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monarch
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In the days before the expression " Trick Or Treat " crossed The Atlantic , we used ask for " Apples or Nuts For The Halloween Party " .
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Vinyl Junkie
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"Help the Halloween Party" was what I grew up with.
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TPFKAB (The Poster Formerly Known As Brunswick).
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Pogue Mahoney
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Is that the operator on the line?
Well you better get off, there's a train coming.
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monarch
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monarch
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As a young boy I used to hate this time of year for the following reason . Back in the day boys used to wear short trousers and when the weather got colder I got cold sores from the chafing where trousers met the leg . This is why I always wanted to wear corduroy trousers because I found they didn't cause these sores .
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monarch
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Anyone remember a biscuit from Jacobs called
"raspberry and custard creams " used to love them . Edited by monarch - 19-February-2015 at 15:31 |
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Biker Pat
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Remember them well Frank.
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May be going to hell in a bucket but at least I'm enjoying the ride.
Biker Pat Grove 1972-1975 |
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Pogue Mahoney
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Did you know that corduroy pillows are making headlines? On the same subject...a dwarf goes to the doctor and tells him that every time it rains she gets a stinging pain in her vagina. The doctor never heard of this before so told her to come in and see him the next time it rains. When it rained she visited the doctor tad told him that she was having the stinging pains again. The doctor told her to jump up on the table and he would have the problem fixed in a couple of seconds. She asked if he had some ointment or was going to operate and he said -"No, I'm just going to cut two inches off the top of your wellys".
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joey the lips
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You can checkout anytime u like but u can never leave
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Pogue Mahoney
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aaah-Whatever happened to the good old days?
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Pogue Mahoney
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Biker Pat
I spend too much time here!!! 72-75 Joined: 26-April-2005 Location: Swords, Co Dublin (ex Celti Status: Offline Points: 38077 |
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Great stuff Pogue. Brings back memories.
Gunsmoke and Have Gun Will Travel. |
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May be going to hell in a bucket but at least I'm enjoying the ride.
Biker Pat Grove 1972-1975 |
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monarch
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Used to love this poem as a child .
William Allingham. 1824–1889 769. The Fairies UP the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, 5 Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Down along the rocky shore Some make their home, 10 They live on crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam; Some in the reeds Of the black mountain lake, With frogs for their watch-dogs, 15 All night awake. High on the hill-top The old King sits; He is now so old and gray He 's nigh lost his wits. 20 With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses; Or going up with music 25 On cold starry nights To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights. They stole little Bridget For seven years long; 30 When she came down again Her friends were all gone. They took her lightly back, Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, 35 But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since Deep within the lake, On a bed of flag-leaves, Watching till she wake. 40 By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses bare, They have planted thorn-trees For pleasure here and there. If any man so daring 45 As dig them up in spite, He shall find their sharpest thorns In his bed at night. Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, 50 We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, 55 And white owl's feather! |
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monarch
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The Shadow People
Old lame Bridget doesn't hear Fairy music in the grass When the gloaming's on the mere And the shadow people pass: Never hears their slow grey feet Coming from the village street Just beyond the parson's wall, Where the clover globes are sweet And the mushroom's parasol Opens in the moonlit rain. Every night I hear them call From their long and merry train. Old lame Bridget says to me, "It is just your fancy, child." She cannot believe I see Laughing faces in the wild, Hands that twinkle in the sedge Bowing at the water's edge Where the finny minnows quiver, Shaping on a blue wave's ledge Bubble foam to sail the river. And the sunny hands to me Beckon ever, beckon ever. Oh! I would be wild and free, And with the shadow people be. Francis Ledwidge : |
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