Fess up !!!
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Well it's been a long time coming mate but I have enough material written/saved to sticks to put the final effort together & start trying to get it published.
This thread & others on here have been invaluable so Thanks to All whether a Lurker or a poster.
Special Thanks to those who have encouraged me to do something that I would never have attempted off my own back, The whole idea off writing about ones self is still ridiculous to me but it just got to the point where I thought if I don't at least try it I'll never know.
Thanks again.
If only one thing comes out of it my grammar & spelling have improved no end.
Having just read this thread I look forward to reading your book
Best of luck with getting it published.P.s. 3000th post.
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I rode my bike on the pavement one day. Copper stopped me and he said 'what is this'. Both hands were pointing down towards the pavement so I said 'a pair of hands?'
Got a fine of some description and mother was not too impressed.
Not so interesting story over!
Oh yeah, and every day after school when I got off the bus, there was this corner shop. Me and a few of my mates would cue up (single file cue with narrow aisles so the woman serving couldn't possibly see us) and quite easily help ourselves to cans of coke, sweets, chocolate bars and of course the favourite 'wham' bars, and eat/drink it all on the walk home.
Naughty boy.
Got a fine of some description and mother was not too impressed.
Not so interesting story over!
Oh yeah, and every day after school when I got off the bus, there was this corner shop. Me and a few of my mates would cue up (single file cue with narrow aisles so the woman serving couldn't possibly see us) and quite easily help ourselves to cans of coke, sweets, chocolate bars and of course the favourite 'wham' bars, and eat/drink it all on the walk home.
Naughty boy.
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Well here is something I tell almost no-one.
I was involved (although not directly exactly) in a shooting where someone was very seriously and permanently injured when I was a teenager....I spent 6 months in a JJDP gang rehabilitation program. Shortly after it was completed I returned to the UK to live with my Gran....this turned my life around.
I was involved (although not directly exactly) in a shooting where someone was very seriously and permanently injured when I was a teenager....I spent 6 months in a JJDP gang rehabilitation program. Shortly after it was completed I returned to the UK to live with my Gran....this turned my life around.
Good times abound.
Just remember coercing some kids into giving me their money a the start of term for their school lunches. I hid it down the goal posts and flat out denied that I had taken it for hours.
Then I told then I swapped a football for it.
Didn't tell them where I hid the money though. Got expelled, got up in the night with a mate, snuck out of the house and walked the half mile or so to the school (I was only 8-9 at the time iirc) and we got the cash.
A fair few other misdemeanour's, which belie my now passive nature. Nothing as interesting as Malc's though.
Just remember coercing some kids into giving me their money a the start of term for their school lunches. I hid it down the goal posts and flat out denied that I had taken it for hours.
Then I told then I swapped a football for it.
Didn't tell them where I hid the money though. Got expelled, got up in the night with a mate, snuck out of the house and walked the half mile or so to the school (I was only 8-9 at the time iirc) and we got the cash.
A fair few other misdemeanour's, which belie my now passive nature. Nothing as interesting as Malc's though.
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I doubled my parents phonebill after phoning a sex line. I was 13 and the call lasted about 24 minutes. To Chile.
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Double post FAIL.
Sold a smoke grenade to the year above me who set it off in the dining hall
Que 4 fire engines and being done over by the police for selling it! And my parents going crazy
Theres a pic somewhere il try and find it tomorrow and post it up
Que 4 fire engines and being done over by the police for selling it! And my parents going crazy
Theres a pic somewhere il try and find it tomorrow and post it up
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I did something rather naughty as a child in the first or second year of high school around 1986/7. It involved forging near 100% fakes of dinner tickets with a mate and then selling them for 50p or a £1 if we didnt like the person. Soon started raking in potts of cash, suddenly had a lot of freinds, lots of girls and aquired lots of stuff as payment.
Went on like this for months. We must have caused some major grief to the school dinner system, finally slipped up and was caught. I was seriousley bricking it and thought I would get expelled. My parents were far from impressed and I lost my computer and tv, they went and sold them.
I just didnt realise how big this had grown. Thankfully I did not begin a life of crime and have a clean CRB check to proove it... but how the hell did I get into something so stupid? Wish I had a time machine and could go back and ask myself lol.
Went on like this for months. We must have caused some major grief to the school dinner system, finally slipped up and was caught. I was seriousley bricking it and thought I would get expelled. My parents were far from impressed and I lost my computer and tv, they went and sold them.
I just didnt realise how big this had grown. Thankfully I did not begin a life of crime and have a clean CRB check to proove it... but how the hell did I get into something so stupid? Wish I had a time machine and could go back and ask myself lol.
My family had ISDN back in the days when everyone had dial-up and Compuserve and AOL were pretty much the only options for ISPs. Anyway with this whopping 128k connection I of course proceeded to download as much as I could. As this was pre-DVD I made VCDs and sold them onto people. I remember getting a screener copy of the first LOTR which needed 3 VCDs and I was selling for 10 quid at school. Made several hundred quid off that one.
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I've done that
Yes, you are correct about what happens
Me too. Bloody nightmare, compounded with the fact we have carpet in the kitchen.
Why would you put carpet in the kitchen?!
I've had a few 'interesting' incidents as a child (although nothing compared to malc).
I went conker picking with a friend once, we saw a HUGE conker still on the tree so I tried to get it down by throwing half a brick at it. The brick came straight back down on my mates head!
He wasn't knocked-out luckily but he did need stitches.
Then there was the time my parents were converting a barn into a house. We were living in a static caravan on-site and all of our possessions were in storage in another barn on-site.
One half was full of our stuff, the other half was full of furniture my dad had salvaged from his offices when they were refurbished. There was loads of 50s and 60s classics in there; tables, chairs, cabinets etc.
A few of my mates and I were bored one day and smashed it all to bits.
In my first year of secondary school two of my friends and I hatched a plan to steal some alcohol from one of the teachers offices. We got away with a massive bottle of vodka and a case of beer. We stashed it over break-time and picked it up at the end of the day.
We then went to the local park after school and got drunk but there was still loads left so one of my friends volunteered to 'look after it'.
When we got into school the next day we found out that he'd been taken to hospital to have his stomach pumped after he was 'dared' to finish off the whole bottle of vodka!
Needless to say we all got into deep **** for that one.
I went conker picking with a friend once, we saw a HUGE conker still on the tree so I tried to get it down by throwing half a brick at it. The brick came straight back down on my mates head!
He wasn't knocked-out luckily but he did need stitches.
Then there was the time my parents were converting a barn into a house. We were living in a static caravan on-site and all of our possessions were in storage in another barn on-site.
One half was full of our stuff, the other half was full of furniture my dad had salvaged from his offices when they were refurbished. There was loads of 50s and 60s classics in there; tables, chairs, cabinets etc.
A few of my mates and I were bored one day and smashed it all to bits.
In my first year of secondary school two of my friends and I hatched a plan to steal some alcohol from one of the teachers offices. We got away with a massive bottle of vodka and a case of beer. We stashed it over break-time and picked it up at the end of the day.
We then went to the local park after school and got drunk but there was still loads left so one of my friends volunteered to 'look after it'.
When we got into school the next day we found out that he'd been taken to hospital to have his stomach pumped after he was 'dared' to finish off the whole bottle of vodka!
Needless to say we all got into deep **** for that one.
I remember one night when I was a kid, me and a bunch of friends tactically ambushed a car with snowballs.
Large snowball in the middle of the road, small enough to not be seen very easily, but big enough to make a wallop when a car hit it. Then 3/4 of us either side of the road hiding in the vegitation.
Car came, hit the large snowball, and as soon it stopped we all hurled about 20 snowballs in the space of about 5 seconds.
Driver didn't seem best pleased for some reason. He chased us on foot across a snowy field for quite some time. Which was actually the right corse of action as I believe they teach you to attack an ambush in the forces.
Not really a 'fess up', but fun times.
Large snowball in the middle of the road, small enough to not be seen very easily, but big enough to make a wallop when a car hit it. Then 3/4 of us either side of the road hiding in the vegitation.
Car came, hit the large snowball, and as soon it stopped we all hurled about 20 snowballs in the space of about 5 seconds.
Driver didn't seem best pleased for some reason. He chased us on foot across a snowy field for quite some time. Which was actually the right corse of action as I believe they teach you to attack an ambush in the forces.
Not really a 'fess up', but fun times.
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In primary school me and a bunch of friends were playing wrestling, one of my friends back then called Matt was a tiny kid so obviously all of the moves were easier to carry out on him.
I actually tombstoned him and knocked him out :/
I got in serious trouble for that, and I'm quite lucky I didn't do more damage.
I actually tombstoned him and knocked him out :/
I got in serious trouble for that, and I'm quite lucky I didn't do more damage.
I was a complete **** at school & ended up getting the cane/slipper untold times.
I'm not posting my school crap here though as to many school kids frequent the forums & times have changed to much for them to understand how it was & how we got away with it.
I will say though that if we played up & got caught we got digs.
I'm not posting my school crap here though as to many school kids frequent the forums & times have changed to much for them to understand how it was & how we got away with it.
I will say though that if we played up & got caught we got digs.
I'm feeling Bold
How about tellling us something about your past/childhood that others don't know.
I'll start.
At ten & a half I was living in a Squat with my Mum & Sister with a Rock Band called Zest. One of the Dudes used to take me shooting down in the basement & one of the other hippys gave me my first guitar & taught me my first riff.
My Mum was with the Lead Guitarist so he opened another squat up for just the family & we moved in to that.
A few months later the place we first squatted was Busted & it was the Biggest Heroin bust in the county up till that date.
The Dude who took me shooting was called Grim, We Never saw him again.
Your turn, Come on don't leave me hanging.
I **** myself when I was 5 years old, in the middle of the entire class.
Literally put my hand up and said 'Miss, I've poohed myself', she then proceeded to take me to the toilet and help clean me up. Mother then picked me up and I went home for the day.
Bad times, bad times.