Wen we woz yung

Same here Rob, I hated that outside loo, fecking great spiders everywhere, the people hung on a nail, always felt damp.

I think you should ask, would you want to go through the same childhood again, feck NOOOOOOO
People hung on a nail, rough barstewarts down your way, we had a seat. 😂
 

Whats wrong with me face? You're askin for it!

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From that day on I had toSame here Rob, I hated that outside loo, fecking great spiders everywhere, the people hung on a nail, always felt damp.

I think you should ask, would you want to go through the same childhood again, feck NOOOOOOO
The biggest single mistake of my childhood was when I was about 3 or 4 telling my mum I could unlock the toilet door on my own , I could just reach the keyhole and turn the key. From that day on I had to go on my own day or night winter or summer down the street around the back of the houses where it was pitch black carrying a paraffin storm lantern. I would sit there sh t scared when it was dark listening to others coming and going and make a dash for home when it went quiet. 🤣 🤣
All great character building stuff. I wouldn't swap a bit of it. ;)
 
The biggest single mistake of my childhood was when I was about 3 or 4 telling my mum I could unlock the toilet door on my own , I could just reach the keyhole and turn the key. From that day on I had to go on my own day or night winter or summer down the street around the back of the houses where it was pitch black carrying a paraffin storm lantern. I would sit there sh t scared when it was dark listening to others coming and going and make a dash for home when it went quiet. 🤣 🤣
All great character building stuff. I wouldn't swap a bit of it. ;)
Down the country and in towns the irish sh-t/pi--ed in a bucket and emptied it in the mornings, wifes aunt in the back of beyond just went out to a spoil heap and sorted themselves there, rain hail or snow.
 
My first school was a old church devided into 3 classrooms, my middle room had a big stove in the middle which glowed red hot, we had to fetch coal from a door in the wall as teacher was scared of the mice, then we had to climb a step to open a top lid and empty the coal in, if you fell on it you would have been roasted alive, no HS for kids back in the day.
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My first school was a old church devided into 3 classrooms, my middle room had a big stove in the middle which glowed red hot, we had to fetch coal from a door in the wall as teacher was scared of the mice, then we had to climb a step to open a top lid and empty the coal in, if you fell on it you would have been roasted alive, no HS for kids back in the day.View attachment 148119

What you mean no HS? You had a step! :LOL:
 
My first school was a old church devided into 3 classrooms, my middle room had a big stove in the middle which glowed red hot, we had to fetch coal from a door in the wall as teacher was scared of the mice, then we had to climb a step to open a top lid and empty the coal in, if you fell on it you would have been roasted alive, no HS for kids back in the day.View attachment 148119

We had a big glowing red stove in the front of our classroom next to the teachers desk Trev.

We would go in there on a Winters morning and get as near as possible to it to warm up a bit whilst Teacher sat at her desk having a fag!
 
We had a big glowing red stove in the front of our classroom next to the teachers desk Trev.

We would go in there on a Winters morning and get as near as possible to it to warm up a bit whilst Teacher sat at her desk having a fag!
head masters room had a big fireplace which he sat with his back to it about 3 ft away, ex militery i was told, mc clune and a dipstick if ever there was one.
 
Back then free schools meals were available to poor / low income families, being a single parent family we qualified.

I also dreaded fridays, that was the day when the children after registration would pay for and got tickets for the following weeks school meals.

The teacher told everyone to line up except W, W, W, W, W, W, W, Woosey you line up over there because you don`t have to pay like all the others.

I was the only one on my own with the whole class mocking me, i stopped having meals at school but never told mum because she would have been so upset.

The name calling carried on in secondary school and i was so glad when i finally finished, to this day i`ve not had contact with any of the barstewards i went to school with, everyone one of them can go rot in hell and i hope it`s as painful for them as it was for me ......... back in the good old days ..... as they say.
 
Almost all here got free meals as most came out of housing estates, we had to pay i think.
Some of the kids were baffled by some of the food and used to ask me what it was, all they ever knew was a bag of chips when there dad/mum
Were in the bookies or pubs, even some were left in prams outside, god only knows how they got home.
 
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