Tagged 1960’s

The Prospect

High on a city hill they named it ‘The Prospect’. After the view I suppose from its back door. It had to be the view. The Prospect of Leeds an imposing terrace of houses painted white, set against the city skyline. That dark and dirty city skyline. A Inn of some repute, a  rough and ready tavern. A haven for kids in search of fun and under age booze. One of the many Tetley Pubs in Leeds, one on every corner. Drinking came easy, no one stopped or you warned you. Pubs welcomed you, we were all locals at them by…

Ouiji Board

Scaring and daring seemed the way of things in those days. Younger children were fair game for the older lads on our streets. Clive and me were good friends, we had started primary school together two years previously. Clive had an older brother who never hung around with us. We were seven and I think he must have been around ten. On this particular day during the school holiday he must have been at a loose end.. Although we hadn’t had many of them the long summer holidays were wonderful. The 1960’s don’t seem long ago to me sitting here…

Taws and Bottlewashers

I found a marble today, let me know if you lost yours we can have a game for it. When I was a boy we called the small one’s taws, the large one’s bottle washers. What was yours? It was just lying by the roadside with bags of rubbish. Why would you throw it out? It took me back fifty years to a carefree childhood. Hours of fun, free to roam and wander just be home in time for tea. No phone or money, just your mates and the big wide world to explore. The value we placed on these beautiful coloured orbs of…