Re: The Hippodrome
Just like the buses - those with the entry at the back and no doors of course.
In spite of warnings we jumped off and on when the bus was still travelling. Imagine doing that today – not that you can.
We survived because we learned how to jump on and off a moving object up the park on the roundabout. Remember the umbrella and the plank. They were lethal and tossed many a kid onto the grass – if you were lucky. We would launch ourselves off a swing with scant regard for the consequences. We wore our scabs as badges of honour. I mean you weren’t a kid if at least one knee wasn’t covered in scabs. Cuts and bruises and stitches in the head were par for the course.
|