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I jumped off the garage roof with a towel tied around my neck like a cape, arms out to make a wing.


I'd taken the precaution of putting a mattress on the ground.... and for a second or two I flew


Then splat, straight onto the floor and my knees hit me under the chin, so I near bit through my tongue.



Did I learn my lesson? Nope, I went higher from the bathroom window and got that spangly stars tingling feeling in my head and almost passed out.


I laid there, calling my Mum (who'd come into the bathroom by then) "I've broken my leg" to which she stuck her head out of the window, gave one dismissive shake of her hand and told me to wait, as she's washing her hair.


After about 5 minutes, my leg miraculously mended and I'd got up and gone out to meet my mates. I gave up that particular stunt after that. But many other's featured after.


It's amazing how those things prepare you for later life, in the risk over reward department.

I was thinking of making a wish when you blow out the candles on your birthday cake and when you catch a dandelion clock seed in the air.


I always hoped to meet a genie or fairy who would grant me three wishes but it never happened. I would have gone for the self-replenishing bag of sweets from an E Blyton story, a puppy and an endless supply of interesting books. Actually that still sounds about right.

'I jumped off the garage roof with a towel tied around my neck like a cape, arms out to make a wing.'


Good story S Bag and full marks for refusing to take gravity seriously.


My brother jumped off the garage roof and went through the coal bunker lid. Like you, his tongue bore the brunt of it

KidKruger Wrote:

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> In our family it was the wishbone used to make a wish.


Us too. And I always wanted a really big teddy bear. I remember that, every time I got the big end of the wishbone, making the exact same wish month after month, year after year. And did I get my really big teddy bear? No I did not.


Fecking dead chickens. Useless.

Things I thought I could do age 4-8:

1) Make my own perfume with rose petals in a jar with water, the contents would turn into a jar a mould slime.

2) Swim the channel, got as far as end of pier and returned by life guards.

3) Cross the channel on a lilo " " "

(Several attempts made to get to France under my own steam, by myself, whilst holidaying on the south coast)

4) Keep a random flea-like garden insects as pets.

5) Roller skate down the brockley jack.

6) Make a house from twigs on an island in a pond and live there undiscovered for ever.

7) SING, dance and play instruments and be tuneful !!$%^&

8) Get rich returning empty bottles or selling bunches of weeds to old people.

9) One day own my own milk float.

10) Abandon the Brownie camping group and find my way home from Beaconsfield at night.

joom Wrote:

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> When I was about four I remember running up to my

> mum and telling her that I could see the air! I

> think I'd been staring into the middle distance

> and the moisture on my eyes was swirling around...



They are called Floaters. You can see them when you look at a bright blue clear sky.


DulwichFox

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