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Post by claytonscrubs on Jun 10, 2017 14:37:40 GMT
Giving essexstokey a like .... Even though he's a red hot Marxist.
Very naughty of me , but we'll all Stokies here...🙂
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 14:40:47 GMT
As a kid at St Luke's junior school in Silverdale, I had a mate who used to make his own canon out of a hollowed out old sawn off tree trunk, his fathers fertiliser & sugar. It was fantastic to behold. He used to make us zipwire slides over old quarries an'all. Needless to say, he passed his 11+ & we didn't Only the clever* lads passed their 11+ at St Lukes
* If you were really smart you went to Bridge Street
Wasn't that the gay schoolXx
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Post by chuffedstokie on Jun 10, 2017 14:42:32 GMT
A group of us young scallywags once stole a caravan. Well, "relocated" it. We used our collective efforts to remove it from the drive of a house, move it down the road, around the corner, up a slight incline, into a parking area and left it there blocking a couple of cars in. Most inconvenient not least for the caravan owners. That was retribution for saying "trick"at Halloween. Well, YOU asked for it. On a theme, Halloween was a great opportunity to cause mayhem and chaos. Stealing people's bins. Another faction of our local group relocated a small garden shed and left it in the middle of the road. We went up there to look and saw the coppers approaching in a car. Ran into the trees and hid. Coppers pulled up, got out, just stood there scratching their heads in a total WTF moment. Anarchists!.😁
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Post by felonious on Jun 10, 2017 15:40:53 GMT
Only the clever* lads passed their 11+ at St Lukes
* If you were really smart you went to Bridge Street
Wasn't that the gay schoolXx I'll have to rely on you for that information
Being serious for a moment I was one of four who passed 11+ at St Lukes. The Board school got in excess of 20 passes.
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 15:46:03 GMT
Wasn't that the gay schoolXx I'll have to rely on you for that information
Being serious for a moment I was one of four who passed 11+ at St Lukes. The Board school got in excess of 20 passes.
4 in your year!?! We had 3 in our year pass it, 2 boys 1 girl. What was your year of passing... Edit: 20+ Definitely gay
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Post by felonious on Jun 10, 2017 15:51:59 GMT
I'll have to rely on you for that information
Being serious for a moment I was one of four who passed 11+ at St Lukes. The Board school got in excess of 20 passes.
4 in your year!?! We had 3 in our year pass it, 2 boys 1 girl. What was your year of passing... Edit: 20+ Definitely gay 1968, 3 boys, 1 girl and I was the only one of the four from Silverdale
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 15:57:35 GMT
4 in your year!?! We had 3 in our year pass it, 2 boys 1 girl. What was your year of passing... Edit: 20+ Definitely gay 1968, 3 boys, 1 girl and I was the only one of the four from Silverdale Are you saying the others were from Park Site...
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Post by felonious on Jun 10, 2017 18:23:04 GMT
1968, 3 boys, 1 girl and I was the only one of the four from Silverdale Are you saying the others were from Park Site... I've always been under the impression that you live in Bath but I've realised now that it's Bath Road
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 18:39:31 GMT
Are you saying the others were from Park Site... I've always been under the impression that you live in Bath but I've realised now that it's Bath Road Didn't realise it was called that, but obviously named because it's a crescent. Had some V interesting friends from Park Site as a kid
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Post by felonious on Jun 10, 2017 18:55:38 GMT
I've always been under the impression that you live in Bath but I've realised now that it's Bath Road Didn't realise it was called that, but obviously named because it's a crescent. Had some V interesting friends from Park Site as a kid Most were and still are a decent bunch. One of my sons' friends has just moved into a house in Park Site with some mates. It was party time a couple of weeks back and I had to drop my daughter off there. Even the Bush has now been put onto the circuit.
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 19:09:52 GMT
Didn't realise it was called that, but obviously named because it's a crescent. Had some V interesting friends from Park Site as a kid Most were and still are a decent bunch. One of my sons' friends has just moved into a house in Park Site with some mates. It was party time a couple of weeks back and I had to drop my daughter off there. Even the Bush has now been put onto the circuit. I've been going the Bush for years, it's fine. Me grandfather used to live on Snyde Terrace. I really don't know what you mean. It's hardly the Owd Hut!
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Post by felonious on Jun 10, 2017 19:25:36 GMT
Most were and still are a decent bunch. One of my sons' friends has just moved into a house in Park Site with some mates. It was party time a couple of weeks back and I had to drop my daughter off there. Even the Bush has now been put onto the circuit. I've been going the Bush for years, it's fine. Me grandfather used to live on Snyde Terrace. I really don't know what you mean. It's hardly the Owd Hut! When I was their age it was the older generations pub. It's been gutted now and the bush has gone I believe. I probably knew your grandfather.
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 19:31:14 GMT
I've been going the Bush for years, it's fine. Me grandfather used to live on Snyde Terrace. I really don't know what you mean. It's hardly the Owd Hut! When I was their age it was the older generations pub. It's been gutted now and the bush has gone I believe. I probably knew your grandfather. Not if you did your 11+ in 68. He was a Deputy in the Pit. Your more likely to know me Mother, even she was before your time. They were Lawton's...
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Post by dutchstokie on Jun 10, 2017 19:36:30 GMT
Getting back on topic.....whilst working in London, I had a part time job on a cruise boat up and down the Thames, working behind the bar serving the tourists.
The skipper- Paul was one of the biggest racists going, a real nasty piece of work. Comments all the time under his breath about the Indians, Pakistanis which were unpleasant to say the least.
One day a group of Hindus wished to scatter the ashes of a relative in The Thames. After getting the required permit, they duly scattered the deceased sashes in the Thames.
Little did they know I had taken some of the ashes out of the pot and put them in the pepper shaker.....
After the last shift the crew sat down to eat, and I strategically placed the pepper shaker in front of the captain. He takes the pepper shaker and begin to shake pepper and dead Hindu person over his cottage pie.
The whole crew were in on it, but for some reason he didn't see the funny side when I asked him if his curried cottage pie tasted ok😄😄
Lost my job but got the satisfaction of getting one over him
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Post by felonious on Jun 10, 2017 19:38:20 GMT
When I was their age it was the older generations pub. It's been gutted now and the bush has gone I believe. I probably knew your grandfather. Not if you did your 11+ in 68. He was a Deputy in the Pit. Your more likely to know me Mother, even she was before your time. They were Lawton's... Not ringing any bells but the old dear will remember them no doubt. We moved to Sneyd Terrace back in 1960/61. Small world. Great spot for growing up with a back gate opening onto the playing field.
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 19:42:33 GMT
Not if you did your 11+ in 68. He was a Deputy in the Pit. Your more likely to know me Mother, even she was before your time. They were Lawton's... Not ringing any bells but the old dear will remember them no doubt. We moved to Sneyd Terrace back in 1960/61. Small world. Great spot for growing up with a back gate opening onto the playing field. Our folks were No35, What No you...
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Post by felonious on Jun 10, 2017 19:57:28 GMT
Not ringing any bells but the old dear will remember them no doubt. We moved to Sneyd Terrace back in 1960/61. Small world. Great spot for growing up with a back gate opening onto the playing field. Our folks were No35, What No you... The opposite side of the road at No20.
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 20:09:19 GMT
Our folks were No35, What No you... The opposite side of the road at No20. Wasn't there some nutcase family on that side of the street, up towards the chippy. I maybe wrong, there were so many nutcases in them days, I get confused...
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Post by Boothen on Jun 10, 2017 20:12:22 GMT
That I'm prepared to admit to on a public message board? Well, as kids we used to play on the banks of the Trent and used to start fires. Once or twice they got slightly out of hand and spread along the entire length of the bank from the bridge (Boothen Old Road) all the way to the Boothen End. Once it even jumped across the river and spread like, well wildfire. Another one we used to do was irritate this complete knobhead who lived across the backs from a mate by going down at night and carrying his Reliant Robin away and leaving it in random places. Th fucker, and the police, never figured out who it was. He had his suspicions, and quite often our houses were the first to be knocked on, but could he prove it? Could he fuck! At University me and a mate had a side business to keep the beer funds topped up. We used to get rid of tree stumps, only thing was we used home-made binary explosives which led to some seriously wild shenanigans, starting at him losing a finger and a farmer losing a barn and a tractor. Gets slightly more macabre if you include the dead animals. Hello GCHQ and MI5.
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 20:30:22 GMT
That I'm prepared to admit to on a public message board? Well, as kids we used to play on the banks of the Trent and used to start fires. Once or twice they got slightly out of hand and spread along the entire length of the bank from the bridge (Boothen Old Road) all the way to the Boothen End. Once it even jumped across the river and spread like, well wildfire. Another one we used to do was irritate this complete knobhead who lived across the backs from a mate by going down at night and carrying his Reliant Robin away and leaving it in random places. Th fucker, and the police, never figured out who it was. He had his suspicions, and quite often our houses were the first to be knocked on, but could he prove it? Could he fuck! At University me and a mate had a side business to keep the beer funds topped up. We used to get rid of tree stumps, only thing was we used home-made binary explosives which led to some seriously wild shenanigans, starting at him losing a finger and a farmer losing a barn and a tractor. Gets slightly more macabre if you include the dead animals. Hello GCHQ and MI5. A Finger!
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Post by kidsgroveboxxy on Jun 10, 2017 21:26:50 GMT
21 fireworks in Maryhill High Schools girls bogs. Never got caught!
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Post by pearo on Jun 10, 2017 21:38:52 GMT
As a kid at St Luke's junior school in Silverdale, I had a mate who used to make his own canon out of a hollowed out old sawn off tree trunk, his fathers fertiliser & sugar. It was fantastic to behold. He used to make us zipwire slides over old quarries an'all. Needless to say, he passed his 11+ & we didn't Only the clever* lads passed their 11+ at St Lukes
* If you were really smart you went to Bridge Street
Bo££@&s, we all know everyone from Silverdale is as thick as pig shit, 5 out of 4 of them can't even count.
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Post by bathstoke on Jun 10, 2017 22:06:38 GMT
21 fireworks in Maryhill High Schools girls bogs. Never got caught! No wonder the girl in your avatar is still shaking
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Post by kidsgroveboxxy on Jun 10, 2017 22:10:19 GMT
21 fireworks in Maryhill High Schools girls bogs. Never got caught! No wonder the girl in your avatar is still shaking Nah, that's when I left in the morning
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Post by danceswithclams on Jun 11, 2017 0:37:42 GMT
Went out for tapas with my pencil-lipped Scouse wife, didn't get a babysitter.
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Post by Dutchpeter on Jun 11, 2017 1:19:07 GMT
I've posted this before, sorry to be dull. I fucked my old partners mother, behind her back while she was in hospital. Waking up to a Chinese bird under a Nazi flag I can't explain either (I'm not making this up).
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Post by wagsastokie on Jun 11, 2017 2:32:57 GMT
I suppose parking my moped in the Deputy Head mistresses reserved parking space on a daily basis comes to mind (many strokes of the cane), although having broken my leg in an RTA the school handed me a key to the teachers lift and I thought that it was only right and proper that everyone shared in my good fortune. So I had 20 copies cut at the key shop and handed them out. The thing that sticks with me though is the thing I never understood, I had a fight and it was a bad fight, were talking black eyes cut lips and many bruises. It was on a Saturday. On the Monday we were both caned 6 strokes on each hand for bringing the schools name into disrepute. As if I wasn't hurting enough from his beating^. I was 10 years old he was 11 but it all ended well I won the rematch a few days later and with mutual respect we actually became friends. How was beating us with sticks supposed to teach us not to be violent? It's not ment to teach you not to be violent It's to teach you not to get caught
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Post by elystokie on Jun 11, 2017 2:39:41 GMT
Mate of mine in Pompey and his missus years ago knew this girl back in their home town that had won a beauty competition run by some local East Anglian supermarket chain that she worked for.
Apparently her mother and her were giving it the big un about it around town and were becoming somewhat insufferable.
So they got me to call her and pretend to be from East Anglia Television and tell her that 'we' wanted her and her mum to travel to Norwich at 'our' expense and be put up in a top hotel so they could be interviewed for a feature on the local evening news.
Poor girl sounded genuinely excited and fell for it big time, no idea how long it was before she discovered it was all complete bollocks :/
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Post by broadwayroundabout on Jun 11, 2017 7:00:21 GMT
There was a derelict building not far from where i live and Trevor, Alan , Keith and i once went inside and walked around. We all wore gloves to stop any comebacks in years to come eg finger prints. Mother asked where we have been when we went back my house for squash as we were dusty , i said we all have taken turns to go up Trevors attic. We got away with it You've just signed your own confession there waggy, so I suggest you and your thug gangsta pals get yourselves together and get down to the cop shop and see the cid before they come a knockin😱
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Post by chuffedstokie on Jun 11, 2017 7:07:04 GMT
Went out for tapas with my pencil-lipped Scouse wife, didn't get a babysitter. How awfully irresponsible. Hope it turned out OK.
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