Happy Days

GOLDEN DAYS CHILDHOOD DAYS ARE LONG GONE BUT THE MEMORIES LINGER ON HAPPY TIMES, SOMETIMES SAD FRIENDS REMAIN, BEST WE HAD HOPSCOTCH ON THE NEXTDOORS PATH ENDURING THIER RAGE AND RATHE KNOCK! KNOCK! GINGER. THAT WAS FUN HIDING FROM EVERYONE’S MUM PLAYING DOLLIES, PRAMS FROM OLD SOME WE FILCHED, OTHERS SOLD SKIPPING IN THE DOUBLE ROWS STEPPING ONTO PEOPLES TOES ELASTICS, STRUNG LIKE HUGE BALLS BOUNCING NOISILY ONTHE NEIGHBOURS WALLS CARE FREE DAYS, PICNICS, WALKS LISTENING TO MUMS ‘CAREFUL’ TALKS OUT FROM EARLY DAWN TILL TEA NEVER HAD TO WORRY ABOUT ‘ME’ CHILDHOOD MEMORIES WILL REMAIN HAPPY DAYS, HAPPY GAMES.