When me and Tinks were growing up we were never in the house. I remember one 6 weeks holiday, we used to get up at the crack of dawn, get dressed and go out on a mission. This mission was to go down to Accy stan's training field and do a dawn raid on a den that had been made by a bunch of 14 year olds. They had a stash of magazines in there ( now use your imagination these lads were 14)
and we used to nick them and burn em.
After a while they started setting really dangerous traps to catch us. They would dig really deep holes and place bin liners with grass so we would fall down them. But we never did, we were to clever for them.
We would then climb a tree and sit and wait to see their faces when they realized their mags had been stolen
One day they chased us all the way up whinny hill right into Huncoat lmao. OH the memories.
We never stayed in the house because it was more fun outside causing mischief and we loved it.