The clocks going back reminded me of the annual disappointment of that happening when I was a lad. I was always allowed to "play out" until it got dark. Suddenly, in one fell swoop there was a whole hour nicked from my busy leisure schedule!
Other things I remember was when it was a leap year, and my birthday skipped a Saturday or a Sunday, and, Oxford Circus not actually containing a big tent with acrobats and clowns performing.
Anyone else remember anything so "devastating" from their infancy?
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X-Ray specs from the joke shop
Evel Kneivel (sp) toy. It would do all kinds of stunts in the adverts. All mine did was either fall on its side and spin around or otherwise get me a clump for chipping the skirting boards.
I usually still found a picture in there to have a quick tug over though!
To be honest it made me appreciate Christmas Presents a lot more throughout my life; when I did get lego I'd go absolutely mental yet a good few years later I was given a car for my Birthday and a key ring of the Volkswagen logo (was the make of the car) which I loved a lot more than the former present that was given to me
Ironically I still love Lego (at 34) and look around at some of the adult sets these days and even the kid prices are really expensive and makes me wonder how my parents managed to afford any of it for me at the time
No idea what I expected tbf.
I continued my growth spurt outwards
I had a petrol engine one that you controlled by a handle attached to a long wire and flew in circles.
Was so excited when I got and built it but was soon deflated when it came to flying the bloody thing.
The control was so sensitive that you only had to twitch and the poxy thing crashed. Don't think I ever managed more than 2 circles before hitting the ground and disintegrating. It became soul destroying gluing it back together week after week and gave up with it.
My disappointment as a child was being a child - I so wanted to be 18. The world of work, mortgages, bills and all that stuff made me very quickly realise I wanted to be a child again.
Thankfully as I get older I'm reverting back to being a child anyway!!
I would have killed for an RC plane or helicopter as a kid.
My dad told me the reason I couldn’t have one is that I wouldn’t be allowed to fly it ‘up the fields’ in Middle Park. Looking back - I think main the reason was that there was no way he was going to spend that much on me
Those fuckers who made him pretty much dared every kid to stretch him as far as possible.
Result: millions of overstretched and broken Stretch Armstrongs all over the world on Boxing Day.
Devastated.
Just my luck she was away! I remember crying for ages about that outside the gates
The fun me and my brother were going to have jumping about on that, I thought.
Racing home from school to only to find a cut of new lino on the floor really dampened my spirits!