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I Loved my childhood spent in the oldish primary school our toilets was outside in a block it used to be so freezing in the winter
The school teacher was so kind and had so much patience and we would write in books my mum used to take me home for my dinner she used to come up on her bike and then let me sit on her bike and let me have a ride home.
I remember we used to take the pop bottles back up to a inn and get some money on them and then go into the shop and buy half pence Candy's with them which wasn't good for our teeth but didn't half taste fantastic. There was crisps called bones salt and vinegar and that was shaped like skeleton bones and spangles fruit center candy drops and love hearts and sherbet dippers it was very sweet i used to dip my fingers in till the packet was all gone.
I loved my mum mash and sausages on a Tuesday night when i came in from school we used to sit and watch jacknory while we was having tea. Summer time was the best when we could all go for bike rides and go blackberry picking and watched as your hands used to change color as the juice was running all over your fingers as you had squeezed your fingers to tight on the Berry's and mum used to make a pie with them later after watching all the white wriggling in the bowl as she let them soaked in the sink.My dad always used to let me help him go chimney sweeping with him as he always did this on a Saturday i would stand outside looking to see if the brushes had come out the chimney then run back in and tell him then i would help him clean the soot off the fireside with a dust pan and brush and hot soapy water and he would give some money when i got home.
Dad used to like eating his fish and chips out the paper it tasted more better when he put more salt and vinegar than he should have done.Easter time was spent decorated boiled eggs if it wasn't too windy we would go were my great gran house was and in front of her house she had a green grass bank and on the count of three we would roll the boiled eggs down it and the one that crack and won eat it. Christmas time i remember my aunt bringing me a tin of toffee's and it had a picture of a puppy dog on the front of it and stocking that was filled with chocolates. My parents used to eat all the turkey in sandwiches or chips on boxing day and mum used to bake a Christmas cake and plum bread it used to make our mouth water I was always frighten of water and when we went to see a show near a pier i couldn't look down seeing the water underneath and still can't i all so don't like heights and my dad built a shed and he was putting felt up on the roof i wanted to be brave and go have a look and got scarred half way up the ladder and my dad had to come and rescue me down again.
Mum used to make us milk jelly the milky taste was so sweet and also bread she was never out the kitchen but she aways said it was cheaper than far from the shops.
I remember once my parents taking me to a auction place and buying rabbits every week for my younger sister but dad not asking what sex there were ended up with a yard full of rabbits.
It was my job to feed and clean them out as the others wasn't as old as me and early morning i was out at the hutches giving their breakfast and giving them a pat before i went to school.
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