School Holiday Memories

Memories of long gone school summer holidays Far away from the gates of hell bulling and Malay. Six long weeks of freedom that seemed a year staying in bed not having to get up at eight descent food and not pig squill on your plate Children's morning TV cartoons and Robinson Crusoe adrift at sea. Going for long walks in the countryside with my mates Rolling down hills staying out until it was dark and late making buttercups and daisy chains singing pop songs down the lane going on day trips Playing kiss and tell Down by the sewage works oh boy did it smell Going to the youth club Wednesday night the girls looked and smelled pretty and sometimes there was a fight. Camping out all night in a tent Out riding our bicycles the chains coming off the wheels got bent The time when the fair came around and we'd rode the dodgems and the waltzer than spun you around. The sweets and treats that we'd eat the games of football on the street The first fumbled nervous kiss of first love sleepless nights sweetheart missed the back row of the cinema Reading comics under the bedclothes with a torch at night dreams of adventure and heroics until the morning light. Oh what fun before the return to hell I recall everything and the smell. Peter Dome.copyright.2013. Dec. party's