It's a knock-out...
You know that game where you knock on a stranger's door and run off, laughing like a goon? Well, in Bristol, where I gert live, that game just happens to be called 'Knock Out Ginger'. As you can imagine, on games days at school I used to be chased with kids armed with cricket bats shouting it...

Since then, I've been mercilessly teased by friends and colleques. I can't leave a company without some wag buying me ginger nut biscuits, root ginger, ginger shampoo, ginger beer or sticking a 'GINGA' numberplate on my car...

I guess it's all harmless fun, but I do feel that it's starting to border on acceptable racism. I keep hearing the phrase 'As popular as a ginger stepchild' being used and can't help feel sorry for ginger stepkids who get beaten up or abused.

Try using the phrase 'As popular as a black stepchild' in your next presentation and see where it gets you...
(Shocktactix Because I'm worth it..., Wed 3 Mar 2010, 23:52, 2 replies)

Actually
In Somerset where I reside now its called Knock Down Ginger.
Where I grew up in Yorkshire we called it Knicky Knocky Nido
Either way, its a very silly game ;)
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Thu 4 Mar 2010, 1:21, closed)

No idea what it's called round bouts,
but I greatly enjoy playing it myself.
These days I'm the householder, but I can run faster and for longer than the kids. When you catch 'em they look scared until they realise I'm laughing like a loon and shouting 'gotcha'.
Then they go white and swear they'll never do it again. And they don't. There must be something scary about an old man catching you and cackling maniacally. Then next year's crop try their luck.
(As a corollary - at Halloween loads of kids call at my door. Clearly they all make some connection.)
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Thu 4 Mar 2010, 9:35, closed)