kickstart_life Kinders today. Lots of them. Lots. Beer. 5d

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kickstart_life More from the school bag. Hazlehead Academy. The school lunches were fantastic. The 'cool' kids had to show their parents they'd bought their weekly meal tickets, then turned around and sold them to glean money to buy ciggies from the "vannies". The two vans were there everyday at lunch to cater to all the needs an 11-16 might have. Crisps, gum, pop, cigarettes. A kid may not have enough money for a full pack, plus they were harder to hide. So they mostly sold half packs.
Meal tickets could be obtained for a fraction of their face value from the cool kids. Then after lunch you too had enough money to buy something from the vans. In the lunchroom the same guys always queued for seconds. Seven cheese soufflés was my record.
During my fifth year the school was divided into two houses for lunch - North and South. In North you wore a red band on your blazer. In South, a shit brown band. Most of my friends were in North. Somehow I ended up in South. It was strictly enforced. Took me a couple of weeks to procure North bands. Sewing was not my forte, but the reversible bands worked adequately.
1w

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kickstart_life Another find from the bag. I'd already handed in my notice, in a couple of weeks I'd head to Portugal, Spain and France for six months. By this time I was fed up trying to stretch my daily local government job to a whole day's work, when I could efficiently do it in half that. By lunchtime I was bored shitless and the other staff didn't need me screwing things up for everybody else by asking for more work, or doing theirs. It was a glorious early summer as it often is on the north east coast. The tall ships came in for the first time in many, many years. As long as I was relatively careful and didn't walk out wearing a jacket, the harbour was a twenty minute wander and held the promise and breeze of foreign shores. And rotten fish. Always had to give The Prince Of Wales pub a wide berth so as not to bump into management on my way back into the building.
I can still here the elevator 'ting'.
"Where a'fuck hae you been?"
"Down the harbour."
"Have ye done yer work?"
"Aye"
"Aye, well, make sure no-one sees ye ga-in out."
"Saw you goin' into the Prince."
"Shhhh, Jesus!"
1w

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kickstart_life Finding all kinds of cool stuff in this old school bag. First motorbike. 1w

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kickstart_life Unearthed a school bag full of old stuff from back home.
Greaser/Teddy Boy's tie from the fifties. This was my dads. Painted by him.
1w

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kickstart_life What you get up to with your kids when they should be in bed.
#nazirodent
1w

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kickstart_life Aztec mask for an absent grade 3 kid. 1w

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kickstart_life Favourite bench. 2w
  •   wytchy It appears to be at a crossroads 2w

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kickstart_life Walkin' the phone. 2w

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kickstart_life "I only have chocolate flavour. With sprinkles." 2w

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kickstart_life In Pixie Land whar' I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin'
2w

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kickstart_life Not wanting to be left out, Thing2 develops "nerdapops". 2w

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kickstart_life Apparently Thing1 has developed a terrible case of self diagnosed "nerdapox". 2w

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kickstart_life Escape IS at hand for the travelling man. Thanks @brianfurman 2w
  •   girlwithsometoes so cryptic. It's like you're trying to communicate but...... I'm just not picking up what you're laying down. 2w
  •   kickstart_life I was communicating @girlwithsometoes . With myself. I've all but given up the travelling man. 2w

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kickstart_life The sky just before dawn. Why the Saltire has a blue background. 3w

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kickstart_life Getting checked out by Dr Skye Walker. Apparently I'm 50/80/90. I'm not sure that's good. Might need a second opinion. 3w

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kickstart_life The view from Saturday morning. 3w

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kickstart_life Goes well with forced dancing to tween movies. And bleeding ears. 3w

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kickstart_life Visiting Motorbike Mecca. No motorcycles here. 3w

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kickstart_life Looooong day at one of the most north side of schools. Started with polah beyahs, then nature pots, now Tipis and then tealight holders. Then beer. 4w

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