1976
Everyone old enough to have been alive in the decade that fashion forgot bangs on at every opportunity about the long hot summer of 1976 when we played in the hot sun from dawn till dusk, without a care in the world.

The truth for me was that I spent most of that summer indoors, with itchy, puffy eyes and a nose that somehow managed to be both blocked and running at the same time. Oh, the joys of hayfever.

Later in the summer, once going outside was bearable, we did of course enjoy the company of a bumper crop of wasps, those winged bastards who delight in scaring perfectly rational people into acting like small children, or windmills, and then stinging anyone that looks at them a bit funny.
( Snappyuk gets BIGGER with free sample., Mon 2 Sep 2013, 22:17, 12 replies)

My over-riding memory is that the real ale in my
Local was so warm that I was converted to lager.
( edjogs Collared doves are shit., Mon 2 Sep 2013, 22:31, closed)

This is an unspeakable tragedy.

( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 8:51, closed)

Allergies are Mother Nature's way of telling you that you're the runt of the litter and should have been drowned at birth.
MTFU.
( stuj (^(^;;^)^) GO TEAM SPIDERS!(^(^;;^)^), Mon 2 Sep 2013, 22:40, closed)

Crazy amounts of ladybirds, I heard.
Though I was still in a pram, and can't remember it.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 0:21, closed)

Yup
Millions of the buggers.

I remember standing by the harbor in Cornwall covered head-to-toe.
There's still a few in my ear, I suspect.
(Kliper Filllets Getting noticed by twats on the internet since, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 22:52, closed)

don't blame us for your genetic failure and fear of harmless insects
i got an action man jeep and the girls next door got naked at my tenth birthday
(alright alright, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 8:04, closed)

*Yewtrees*

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 8:38, closed)

can you be a paedo when you're ten?
because prior to that birthday awakening my childish masturbation involved fantasies of tying my sister to a tree which probably makes me an incestuous serial killer
(alright alright, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 8:55, closed)

Thanks for sharing, mum.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 10:31, closed)

The winter was much better
we had snow half way up the front door and the entire north west of England went sledging on winter hill. Boss.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 9:02, closed)

I spent that whole summer banging your mum up the shitpipe.
Even though I was only three.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 16:01, closed)

stone

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 3 Sep 2013, 17:03, closed)