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This is what happens when you cancel Doctor Who, BBC.

ah, the British Space Program of the eighties!...

slightly (or absolutely) unrelated story, but I remember we built cross tracks in the forest for ourselves and our crappy bikes (I'm talking early-mid 80s on the other side of the Iron Courtain; the best bike I had was a rusty Csepel BMX, then my father's Sputnik race bike). once we decided fuck it why don't we do the same in our own street (a mud/gravel street at that time), and took shovels and stuff and destroyed the street. when the first adult residents got home, they were very pissed for some reason and commandeered us to restore the street. I remember the feeling of betrayal / injustice to this day! :-D

And then after playing head inside and watch ma’s Corrie and make her a proper cuppa I remember these days I do

I miss being indestructible.

Thatcher was PM, if you were a kid then you’d be throwing yourself off a building too.

No parents. No Internet. Very limited home entertainment. Full boredom.

Growing up Gen-X was like a perpetual episode of Jackass starring The Goonies.

Well shit, 80s kid here and we kinda did this. We had a pile of old mattresses and cushions. The mattresses were the super cheap and crappy kind with no springs so were actually really good for landing on. The ground floor of our house was maybe 6ft higher than the back garden and we had a kinda small raised patio at the back door with steps down into the garden. We piled up the mattresses on the lawn, beyond the flower bed. And threw ourselves off the wall at the edge of the patio down onto the mattresses. Lots of fun.

My siblings and I used those same mattresses to slide down our stairs, crashing into them at the bottom. That was fun too.

I also remember finding these long smooth metal sheets somewhere and using them to make a slide down our garden steps. Then using a sledge sliding down it and crashing into the mattresses.

I miss those days.

Ah yes, back in the good ol’ days when natural selection was still a thing

We jumped off buoys and navigation markers as a kid.

Sure it was water below but under the water … the supports and ladders of the buoys, mangled barnacle mess.

And the ospreys.

Goddamn did an angry osprey make jumping off the buoy that much more exciting, a little bit of “and maybe we’ll get attacked by a raptor” excitement….

That would be a hard pass for me.

Bless single payer healthcare.

We used to jump off the roof into a snowbank. Then when the snow got deep enough we would just sled off the roof onto the snowbank.

Maybe it is just the angle, but why are the kids jumping out those windows and not the ones that seem to be directly over the mattresses? I guess this shows my age: my first reaction was to ensure these kiddos were safe! It does look wicked fun!!