colly0410 1,181 Posted April 1, 2017 Report Share Posted April 1, 2017 When a neighbour shouts "I'VE TOLD YOUR MAM WHAT YOU DID!" & you dare not go home as you know your Mam will give you a biffing, you have to go home eventually though as - well - you need food, you then sneak in hoping to not be noticed. Never worked with me as Mam'd be waiting & I'd get my biffing.. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
plantfit 7,593 Posted April 1, 2017 Report Share Posted April 1, 2017 Same here Colly,the ever present Mr bamboo cane near the back door,who said "you'll thank me for this one day" no I wouldn't Rog 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
colly0410 1,181 Posted April 1, 2017 Author Report Share Posted April 1, 2017 My mates persuaded me (as I was only one who had a van, a Bedford Beagle) to take them fishing to Gunthorpe, one asked me to look after his maggots over night, "put them in the fridge" he said. Next morning Mam came storming into my bedroom & battered me: the maggots had got out of their container & gone all over her fridge, she wasn't happy, she also battered my mate when he came round. I was in my late teens.. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
FLY2 10,108 Posted April 1, 2017 Report Share Posted April 1, 2017 Snitching neighbours reminds me of the time I was about 16, and managed to sneak out of the house, with the spare key to dads Austin A60. I carefully opened the garage door, removed the car, then quietly closed the door. I picked up my mates and zoomed off from Bobbers Mill and had a blast down the Radcliffe by-pass. On returning, I noticed that the garage doors were wide open. OOh er ! I could hardly deny it could I ? It transpired that the sneaky, nosey busy body neighbour across the road had seen me, and rang my mum. What the old bitch didn't realise, was that her son was one of the lads with me ! 4 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Brew 5,416 Posted April 1, 2017 Report Share Posted April 1, 2017 In '58 I bought a 'doitup', a old nineteen hundred and frozen to death Triumph 3T 350cc motorcycle for the princely sum of £4. No front brake, electrics mostly U/S and a non starter. The choke didn't work but a guy told me about fresh petrol, covering the carb inlet with my hand and kicking it up. Wow oh wow it worked - dead proud of myself. Tried it gently down the garden, so far so good.... and Lanthwaite Rd is looking awfully quiet... err what if.... Of course it had to done. Up the road woohoo brilliant, turned round and got carried away, just a smidgen mind you but my brain is now firmly in neutral. At the T junction the top dressing chippings had been swept into a nice triangle. Motorcycles do not stop well with only a back brake and are even less effective on loose road material. No longer boy and machine in perfect harmony but we're now singing from different hymn sheets Next door but twos' hedge however was extremely good at stopping errant motor bikes. Not so good at stopping the rider. Bike well and truly buried in privet hedge, yours truly base over apex on the front lawn and a really, really miffed neighbour holding what was left of a rose tree. 'If you don't tell me dad I'll repair the hedge, lawn and buy you a new tree.... honest'. I replaced the damaged privet with some from our garden, put a bit of turf in the lawn and asked him what the rose tree was called so I could get a new one. 'It's a standard'. 'Whoa that's clever, you said that without moving your lips........ and my dads standing behind me isn't he'? He had ratted me out whilst I was raiding our hedge for replacements. Welcome to the 'not sitting down today' club 5 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
plantfit 7,593 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 That reminded me of a post I put in "meadows memories" page 6 when one of the neighbours grassed on me for smoking discarded fag ends,fair enough I was only about 5 or 6 but it's still no reason to snitch on me was it? Rog 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
catfan 14,793 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 As a young lad I accidentally shot a marble from my catapult straight through next door's window. The miserable sod "grassed" me up to my mother. That weren't fair was it ! 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Jill Sparrow 10,305 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 #7 I take it the window was closed at the time, Catfan? 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
plantfit 7,593 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 Trouble was in them days you were'nt allowed to be a kid and do kids things Rog Quote Link to post Share on other sites
catfan 14,793 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 #8. How did you guess ! I didn't mind the good hiding I got off my mother, it was the confiscation of my catapult (galley) that hurt the most. 2 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
NewBasfordlad 3,599 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 ^^^^^^^^ My older mate Ron Gabriel from Sandhurst Rd prefabs always called em 'a gadder'. What I want to know is, how could you commit a sin 2 miles from home and your parents still knew and were waiting for you when you got home. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Ayupmeducks 1,730 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 My Mother was psychic, she had to be, she seemed to know I was going to be up to mischief hours before I went out to play. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Jill Sparrow 10,305 Posted April 2, 2017 Report Share Posted April 2, 2017 #23 They were probably trained in the art of misdemeanour detection by Pickle Face, hockey mistress at the dreaded Manning School who, in turn, was trained by the Stasi...or was it the Ogpu? 3 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
colly0410 1,181 Posted June 11, 2017 Author Report Share Posted June 11, 2017 When I'd moved to Bestwood Village my mate Jeff & I were shooting peas at people as they came out of the co-op, was great fun. Some grass told Copper John (the Village Bobby) who caught me & threatened to 'put his fist in one ear & it'd come out of the other' then marched me off to Mam where I got a good biffing. Copper John seemed to know everything that went on in Bestwood Village, if you were up to no good he'd appear from nowhere & you'd suddenly be on best behavour. When I rode my Honda 50 on my 16'th birthday he checked my prov licence, tax, insurance, MOT, lights, tyres, L plates & brakes were all legal first time he clocked me riding it, I couldn't have broke the law if I'd tried. He gave me advice & tips on safe riding as he was a biker himself.. 2 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
benjamin1945 16,158 Posted June 11, 2017 Report Share Posted June 11, 2017 When i was 16,mam and dad left me to lookafter the house for a. Weekend whilst they were. Away, under strict orders, only one mate to stay and no alcohol,,,,,,,,,neighbour ratted on me,when she saw my one mate leave early sunday morning, mind you she was lovely,but made such a noise dispensing of the empty bottles. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
colly0410 1,181 Posted July 29, 2017 Author Report Share Posted July 29, 2017 When I lived on Glapton Road in the Medders some kids would run up & down the entry at the back of our yard. This annoyed me so I knelt on the wall & wee'd over them as they ran past - I got every single one of them, it was a great laugh, well for me it was. Their Mam's turned up at the door with their wet kids telling my Mam what I'd done. I then received a traditional good hiding in front of the wet kids & their Mam's. I was well & truly grassed up that day.. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
FLY2 10,108 Posted July 29, 2017 Report Share Posted July 29, 2017 And well and truly 'pi55ed' off no doubt ! 1 2 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
colly0410 1,181 Posted July 29, 2017 Author Report Share Posted July 29, 2017 Ha ha, yes I was... Many years later whenever I bought a girlfriend home to meet Mam she'd always tell them that story, I'd cringe with shame but they all loved hearing what I was like, lol.. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mary1947 2,079 Posted July 29, 2017 Report Share Posted July 29, 2017 When my brother and I was knee high to a grasshopper, mum used to work and arrived home about 4 30. My brother and I used to get home at 4 15. Now being older than my brother I would tell him to do this or that, of course if he didn't obey I would billy whizz him. Now when mum walked down the yard our neighbour would come running out of her house Mrs Pickard they have been at it, fighting again. Of course the saying in those days wait till your dad gets home he'll sort you both out. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
radfordred 6,284 Posted July 30, 2017 Report Share Posted July 30, 2017 When my lad was around 14/15 took him with me for a Christmas Day drink in the Crown, a neighbour from a few doors up came & asked my Joe in front of me how is driving lessons where going, seems he'd been driving my car every time I went out, I still don't like a grass? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
catfan 14,793 Posted July 31, 2017 Report Share Posted July 31, 2017 So it was him red who put all the miles on your car then ! Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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