It’s crazy to think how independent we were as kids back then. During the summer holidays we would fuck off out in the morning and stay out until after dark, no phones nothing. These days you worry yourself sick if your kids are out for an hour or so and you don’t hear from them.
We would be on our feet all day grafting from estate to estate, in the park on the slides or playing football, no wonder everyone was a skinny cunt. Who remembers the adventure playgrounds? Apart from the climbing things and ropes being borderline death traps you also had to worry about the local fruit cakes starting on you. I was in the one on Spa Rd in the early 80s when the gaff had a reputation and got a punch in the face within fiveMe and a pal got locked in with the filming of the professionals in Chambers WharfAlso living on the river/docks and with all the waste ground/dumps as well there was loads of filming with programmes like the sweeney bit later dempsey and makepeace, minder, paradise club and a lot of the professionals which we always tried to disrupt by making noise shouting swearing or get on in the background doing silly walks etc not sure if they had had enough of us but eventually we were asked to carry on playing football during a scene while they chased "the villain" through all of us, I would've been the one no one could get the ball off
Bodie was a flash c@nt in real life too. Wanted my mates sisters number.. got told where to go.