My earliest childhood memory is visiting the eye doctor and getting my glasses...Before that, life was a blur...
I fainted last night in the curry house when I heard R.E.M had split up.
thats me in the korma...
My favorite childhood memory was building sandcastles with my grandmotheruntil my mom took the urn from me.
A boy named Carol had a particularly rough childhood because of his uncommon name. He always got a lot of teasing and abuse at school. Eventually, he overcame his hang-up and married his high-school sweetheart.When their first child was born, he let his wife name her.
She named the baby girl "Love" inspired in the same spirit as Carol's unique name.
Unfortunately, Love grew up and endured much of the same teasing that Carol did, because of her strange name.
She came home from school one day and screamed at her dad, asking why he gave her such a stupid name.
Carol took the blame to protect his wife and apologized.
In a fit of rage, Love shot him with her dart gun and ran away.
Minutes later, Carol's wife came home and saw him lying on the ground.
"What happened?!" she asked, running to him.
He waved her closer, and whispered, "Shot through the heart, and you're to blame. Darling, you gave Love a bad name."
Doh Marnie22 that is bad !!!!
Oh, and my real Christian names are Barrington Ashley, dragged up in Canning Town, I had to fight my way out of school !! 🙉
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I love the eating of mud. There was a cartoon strip, with a baby (I think his name was Baby Grumplin) do not remember the main characters, but one day, Baby Grumplin is sitting at the bottom of the garden, mouth wide open, dropping a worm in. In the next picture, there is a very large EEK in one corner of the frame, and Baby Grumplin (in his thought bubble) is thinking that he "eats worms because of the effect it has on my Mother". Might have been The Perishers.
😖😖 I used to live next door to a boy who used to catch the really big spiders and pull all their legs off and he used to watch the bodies wriggling about, it was disgusting and so cruel. He was a real moron. 🙃
I've had a few mishaps in my time because I'm definitely accident prone!! Dave just buries his head when I shout up the stairs please can you come here a minute to which he replies what have you done now?!?
This isn't too bad but the other week my toe nail was catching (I've got diabetes type 2 so I have to be careful) the other tie so I decided I'd just pull a bit off but no, not me!! As I pulled the tear in my nail went further down than I thought!! Of course I'd pulled part of the nail so that it was hanging on , a lot of blood. I shouted Dave!!! Yes, I did get told off a little and then of course our sons and girlfriends told me off too!! Nothing surprises anyone though!!👍😊
I can completely see where you are coming from, you sound like me, but!. Your Dave sounds like a diamond, and diamonds are precious, you have a good one!!❤
Bazzak, your jokes are truly bad AND convoluted. I acknowledge your deduction to this rare art form.
Your names sound so posh to me, are you one of the landed gentry? I shall have to tug my forelock or curtsey........ (I don't have a frock, can I curtsey in jeans?)
That's what is mad Marnie, you probably don't know Canning Town, but it was one of the toughest areas in London. And my mum called me those names 🙉, I really had to go though it, even the teachers got some evil joy in calling out Barrington!!. BUT!! With the young ladies when in my late teens, it became a big plus when all the other blokes were called George,Jim, Bill etc ,xx😚
Not sure that my delicate disposition could cope with 'The Early Exploits of Master Barrington....' It sounds like a new Dickens style costume drama from the BBC! It was back in Dickens' time when you were a young man, wasn't it Bazzak? 😆🌸
When I was last at school - teaching gym to kids including pre-school, some of the mums liked me too much - but the mums in (their twenties) were young enough to be my grand-kids!
When I was about 40, I bumped into one of my daughters friends on the station platform. She said, oh hello I didn't recognize you, you look 19 but then spoiled by adding from a distance!!!😁
Who remembers the Kenny Rogers Song 'The Boy Named Sue'? Why do Mr& Mrs Riddle call their son James?
There is the story of the 'Older Lady' who has a Healthy Six Pound, Five Ounce Baby Boy. Clearly the 'talk' of the family, who go around to Aunties in order to see the child. "When can we see him Auntie" askes young Timmy "When he Cries" replies Auntie.
After about another half an hour Cousin Michael, again asks, "When CAN we see the Baby Mabel?" "When he cries", again replies Auntie. Michael, who had taken 'time' off work, persisted "Why do we have to wait until he Cries?" "Because" begins Auntie Mabel "I can't remember WERE I put him!".
Yep I know. I look out for the results but that's about as far as it goes these days. Back in my teens it was different. Many happy memories of going to the matches with my older brother.
I think you are right, I spent my pre teens playing on bomb sites and on the northern outfall sewers that ran all the way to beckon, now known as the Green Way ( but it's still the sewers!) 🙂
Hello, just found your email, loved the photo, loved the story. Twenty years ago I met a man we called Sue, I thought of the song by Johnny Cash. His full name was Sudashian, he is a lovely man, a professor at the local university, I loved him and his teachings, probably retired by now. He was in a Spiritual Group, his wife taught. I loved it, it was in Ca. then I moved to SC..... Sending Love n Hugs......
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Great jokes btw xx
