Originally Posted by
jackiewilson
Ain’t that the truth——-goes against the grain to swig out of a communal pop bottle ———or a hosepipe ——————use a swing made from an old truck tyre.
Ride a bike without a helmet—-knee pads—-elbow pads and gloves !!!!!!!!!!
Go out in the rain without a Mackinaw.
Then again i wouldn’t dare answer my sainted mother back.
Times were important——- i knew exactly when i could be out and when i should be home .
Cleanliness was next to Godliness———.
Manners maketh man ——— it all stood me in good stead over the years . Parents were respected as well as feared .
Wasn’t that i was afraid of my parents —- just my sainted mother had the hardest hands i ever encountered which in turn commanded respect anyway .
I never ever once had an hour off from being a father to any of my five kids ———- nowadays , parents want 6 months off to get over a birth.
will have to stop this here a-bitchin and a -moaning —— folk will think I’m serious !!!!!!