Childhood Memories

['andersom']

Catweazle

Okay, who or what is/was Catweazle?

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['andersom']

Other memories or things I liked in childhood,

The taste of meat.
Loved it as a child. When our butcher stopped working, because of his age, the taste of the meat changed, with a new butcher. And from then on, I disliked meat. 

Remember all the funny shaped apples in the orchard of my grandmother. There were huge green saucer-shaped ones too. They looked delicious, but were not good at all when not cooked.

['andersom']

Evoked by Rage. Childhood memory of Nana Mouskouri. There were only a few records in our house when I grew up. And half of them were of her.

['andersom']

The breakthrough of Rutger Hauer

I hope finding out that Rutger had a youthful gay fling with Maynard G. Krebs doesn't fuck up watching Blade Runner or The Hitcher for me. Thanks Hyke. 

Here, to undo the damage.

It's been dubbed in German alas, but, still is funny. YouTube prudish though.

[Parts]

I like the way the squares over her nipples change size as she moves

[Parts]

Going to see my brother graduate boot camp in Paris Island and the ride home into the snow storm that had Ct basically closed and a giant pine tree down in our front yard.  We stayed at a hotel for two days after we got back it was the winter of 73

[Icequeen]

Falling asleep in the plow truck when my Dad went out at night to plow the park.
Hiding the riding mowers on the high school boys they hired in the summer when they left them parked & went to lunch.
Letting about 30 or 40 toads loose in the garage (my mom was PISSED).
Riding my dirt bike a mile through the field in the spring to an abandoned orchard & watching the petals fall like snow all around me.
Snowpiles almost as high as the house, & snowdrifts that ate the back porch.
Riding my bike in the morning through the heavy fog that used to hang over the river.
The roar in the lower tunnels of the dam (the water rushing through the gates).

["couldbecousin"]

Falling asleep in the plow truck when my Dad went out at night to plow the park.
Hiding the riding mowers on the high school boys they hired in the summer when they left them parked & went to lunch.
Letting about 30 or 40 toads loose in the garage (my mom was PISSED).
Riding my dirt bike a mile through the field in the spring to an abandoned orchard & watching the petals fall like snow all around me.
Snowpiles almost as high as the house, & snowdrifts that ate the back porch.
Riding my bike in the morning through the heavy fog that used to hang over the river.
The roar in the lower tunnels of the dam (the water rushing through the gates).

You were a cool, adventurous kid. 



I remember those snowpiles. They don't get that high anymore. 

[Eclair]

Well, um...

Space:1999
 

I loved that show.

I hate watching shows now that mesmerised me as a kid. I feel sad I don't see them with as much wonderment as I did then.

Willie Wonka and the Chocolate factory still gets me though. And I always tear up at the Pure Imagination song. He he....I'm tearing up now just writing about it!

Hold your breath
Make a wish
Count to three


Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination

We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it

There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it

There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly
Wish to be

[Queen Victoria]

Popsicles on sticks that would melt faster than you could eat them.

Standing over a floor furnace feeling the heat envelope your body.

Catching lizards, dragonflies and fat bumblebees.

['Butterflies']

Way back when I was too young and stupid to know fear, I used to play on a rope swing that swung across a canal. One day the tree branch that it hung from snapped and I ended up landing head first in the middle of the canal with loads of people watching.

['andersom']

Darkness.

Standing night after night in front of the window, watching stars. Wondering if other people could see what I saw, and knowing I would never be able to find out if they could see the same or not.

I miss the darkness.

It was there driving home from a visit to my grandparents too. My brother and I laying in the back of the car, watching stars. That was when no-one had safety belts in the car yet.

[RageBeoulve]

Well, um...

Space:1999
 

I loved that show.

I hate watching shows now that mesmerised me as a kid. I feel sad I don't see them with as much wonderment as I did then.

Willie Wonka and the Chocolate factory still gets me though. And I always tear up at the Pure Imagination song. He he....I'm tearing up now just writing about it!

Hold your breath
Make a wish
Count to three


Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination

We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it

There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it

There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly
Wish to be

 

[Parts]

Seeing Willy Wonka in the movies when it first came out

[Queen Victoria]

Mom and Dad always took the family to Drive-ins to see movies, because kids got in free.  I remember seeing Splendor in the Grass, The Great Imposter, Pork Chop Hill, the Magnificent Seven, Some Like ti Hot, Parrish, just any movie an adult would go to, we saw.  No rating system, peering at the screen through the space between Mom and Dad, long walks alone to the bathroom, mosquitos.