If you are not an FOC then best jog on.
We are seven. We spent the night in a bed with blankets, a counterpane and an eiderdown. Luckily the sheet did not rip and mean we had scratchy blanket all night. We have just got our spends, a shilling (5p) and it is school holidays so we will have a good supply of black jacks, fruit salad, rainbow drops, swizzells, drumstick lollies and maybe even a tube of parma violets. I am having a twist with a flake when the ice cream man comes round and I have made some lollies with Tree Top orange squash in the freezer. They are the ones you suck for a couple of seconds then you have a ice cube on a stick. I might get a jubilee later. We have a bottle of Alpine Dandelion and Burdock and a copy of Whizzer and Chips.
I am wearing them jeans you get from Glasses with the big yellow stitches, held up by a snake belt (thankfully the bow tie on elastic is hidden at the back of the drawer) and I am wearing my Wayfinders I got from Timpsons that have a compass in the sole we won't get lost. My shirt is a bit snug as I have had a growing spurt and we can't afford another til Dad gets paid.
We have a few books of Green Shield stamps so we can choose either Buckaroo or Operation then we can get the other with the Embassy cigarette coupons from our folks. We also have some cards from PG tips tea that my Gran gave me.
It is your choice from a new pack of Kellogg's Variety for breakfast, stay off the All Bran, Dairylea butties for dinner and a chippy tea. There is Banana splits on TV this morning and Jackanory, Blue Peter and a new Scooby Doo episode are on this evening.
We can ride our bikes, play tag, British bulldog and hide and seek (We will get some six year old to be 'it' all the time til he gets mard and starts blubbing and says "I'm not playing any more"). Maybe do some skipping and throwing a couple of tennis balls at the wall.
We will play football til late in the evening and every time your mum asks you to come in you can pull that face and say "They don't have to go in yet" eventually when one has had enough and drags the kid in with a good few whacks on the way, no one will laugh or say anything as it could be you tomorrow.
If I have missed anything let me know.
