Things you're ashamed of doing way back

To my great shame my dad gave me his wallet for safe keeping as his hands were full of shopping. He made me promise to guard it with my life, which I duly did. It had £14 inside which at the time was a lot of money, mostly in old £1 notes.
Of course I dropped it, I know shameful, such carelessness but imagine the relief I felt when on retracing my steps to see the wallet on the ground close to where I must have lost it, my heart leapt with joy, just as it did when Dickov scored that goal, only to discover it was empty. A small boy left in despair, I didn't dare go home for fear of what my dad might do to me. I hope the rag twunt who found it and took the money got what he deserves...……..
Brilliant.
 
Never nicked anything from Woolies, their stuff was shite, preferred Shopping Giant. At some point must have felt bad about taking stuff into the bogs and putting it on underneath own clothing and shifted to changing the price stickers to a nominal sum. Fuck knows the amount of Gola trainers I got for £1.29.
 
I threw a brick at a bus shelter in an attempt to smash the glass. Luckily it bounced off. I was about 18 and an absolute bell end.
 
Never nicked anything from Woolies, their stuff was shite, preferred Shopping Giant. At some point must have felt bad about taking stuff into the bogs and putting it on underneath own clothing and shifted to changing the price stickers to a nominal sum. Fuck knows the amount of Gola trainers I got for £1.29.

You were robbed. Gola for £1.29? Must have saw you coming.
 
One day When the fair came to town my mate and I had 40p between us. We were kids and desperately wanted more to go on the rides etc. I knocked on an local old lady’s house and pretended to be the milk mans helper doing the collections that Friday tea time. I told her her bill was £4.60 for her milk and to my surprise she agreed and gave me a £5 note. I gave her the 40p change. Worked a charm. We now had £2.50 each. Needless to say when the inevitable happened and the milkman went to collect at the address and after a bit of investigation, me and my pal were reprimanded especially off my dad and I was grounded for three months. It still fills me with guilt 30 years on.
 
One day When the fair came to town my mate and I had 40p between us. We were kids and desperately wanted more to go on the rides etc. I knocked on an local old lady’s house and pretended to be the milk mans helper doing the collections that Friday tea time. I told her her bill was £4.60 for her milk and to my surprise she agreed and gave me a £5 note. I gave her the 40p change. Worked a charm. We now had £2.50 each. Needless to say when the inevitable happened and the milkman went to collect at the address and after a bit of investigation, me and my pal were reprimanded especially off my dad and I was grounded for three months. It still fills me with guilt 30 years on.

My dad would have fucking leathered me for that caper. I got a tanking for playing football in an old biddies garden and she got my school bag and told me to bring dad to collect it.

I knew I was in for it when he said to her.
“I can assure you Mrs Goggins, it will never happen again.”

He was right. :)
 
It's what I didn't do

Must be about 25 years ago and I went to the real Old Trafford for England vs the West Indies with my brother
We took our seats and about ten minutes before play started three lads came in and took their seats about three rows behind us. Two of these lads were white and the other Asian. Some **** shouted, "you're at the wrong fucking game mate" to the raucous laughter of all around including my brother.
I was absolutely fucking disgusted and said to my Brother, "do you really think that's funny?" to which he replied "it's only a joke"

I always regret that I didn't stand up and call the racist out and my brother now is the most anti racist person you could ever meet
 
Never nicked anything from Woolies, their stuff was shite, preferred Shopping Giant. At some point must have felt bad about taking stuff into the bogs and putting it on underneath own clothing and shifted to changing the price stickers to a nominal sum. Fuck knows the amount of Gola trainers I got for £1.29.
Shopping giant WOW there's a blast from the past.
 
One day When the fair came to town my mate and I had 40p between us. We were kids and desperately wanted more to go on the rides etc. I knocked on an local old lady’s house and pretended to be the milk mans helper doing the collections that Friday tea time. I told her her bill was £4.60 for her milk and to my surprise she agreed and gave me a £5 note. I gave her the 40p change. Worked a charm. We now had £2.50 each. Needless to say when the inevitable happened and the milkman went to collect at the address and after a bit of investigation, me and my pal were reprimanded especially off my dad and I was grounded for three months. It still fills me with guilt 30 years on.

And this post sums up what is wrong with Britain. You Sir were and entrepreneur and instead of being beaten/grounded or whatever you should have received guidance, then when you grew up you could have been an insurance salesman and if you had really worked hard, a banker.
 
Not way back, but today.....sent my wife a " intimate " txt, well, I thought I sent it to my wife, but, sent it to my daughter by mistake.......she's either puking up, in complete shock or ringing Childline.....oh, she's 19 by the way
 

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