Playing in the derelict cinema in Sandwell Road, climbing up to the projector room in the pitch black, nobody knew where we were
Playing in the derelict cinema in Sandwell Road, climbing up to the projector room in the pitch black, nobody knew where we were
Hi Tony. Was that The Albion cinema on the corner opposite the New Inns? If so, we used to play in there also. I remember we used to get out on to the roof by crawling along the roof space where the air conditioning pipe ran. It was a case of Look Ma, Top of the world.
My venturing in derelict buildings had a bit more spice as they were bomb damaged from the war. Used to play in the cellars until one day one of my mates came across an unexploded bomb. The bomb squad were called and defused it but we never went down in those cellars again!
I don't really know where to start with this topic. It's just easier to say I don't remember doing many things as a kid which wouldn't be considered dangerous today. Dangerous was fun.
I suspect the younger me would have been diagnosed with some type of behavioral disorder were I to be growing up now. While not a 'bad' kid I did have a few 'issues' so to speak 😊 .
The answer to the original question is, today, almost everything that we did would be considered dangerous!
Use to build bikes without breaks and race down hills very fast.
Only thing was, there was a river at the end of the hill and you had to either jump of the speeding bike and risk injury or stay on and risk drowning when you went in...🤣🤣
I survived both.
The rope swing under Galton Bridge that some of you will remember (mate fell off and broke his leg on the towpath). Punching a hole in the top and bottom of cocoa tins, filling with gas from the cooker pilot light, torching the top hole and wait for the bang. Throwing darts made from cane or straight privet. Card for flights, tape at the front for balance and string wrapped around a knot for throwing. Lethal at 50 yards