Stupid things you did as a child

Me and my friend Beth spent hours making a tape (as in audio cassette ?) of a cookery show we were starring in.

Me and my friend used to play "business", I had a vanity case full of paper and junk mail and we would roam the streets and make note of car registration plates. Would fill in the junk mail as part of our "business" Weird child!

I made 'pefume' out of water and leaves/petals, and tried to sell it to the neighbours.

I used to collect little bundles of sticks and paper and set light to them in the garden with matches i;d stolen out of a cupboard.

Me and two friends at school recorded an entire afternoon of us chatting and having a laugh in one of the girls rooms. Part way through the tape she decided to switch the radio on and it was Michael Jackson's earth song, so we all started screeching singing along.

A CD copy of he tape was given to me on my hen night by my best friend and every time I'm down I can put it on and screech with laughter at what fools we were.

Me and a friend used to set up a vet's sugery and 'operate' on all my stuffed animals

I also used to do the making a perfume out of water and petals thing.

My friend and I used to smoke grass (as in, grass cuttings from the lawn, nothing illegal) rolled up in post-its ?

I've remembered another one:

In Yr6, me and a friend thought it would be funny to put flour in little plastic drug bags and try to sell it to younger kids. We got into all sorts of trouble and totally did not understand why. We had been asking if they wanted it plain or self raising ?

My friend Emily and I used to make perfume by mixing rose petals, water and a secret ingredient (a few sprays of her mum's v v expensive perfume) and bottled it into jam jars, selling it to the neighbours for 2p a jar. Bargain!

She lived in the very huge house (and I mean huge) at the end of our road. Her garden was so huge they were able to keep a pony in the back field. We used to have all sorts of adventures, it was like having free rein in the countryside! I can't remember half the stuff we got up to but I do remember getting into terrible trouble from her mum after getting rather wet from our famous pond jumping contests. ?

Her brother kept bees and we used to also have contests to see which one of us could get the nearest to the hive. Also gooseberry (picked straight from bush) eating and endurance running on gravel contests.

She went off to school when she was 8 or 9 and our friendship didn't really survive as the difference between us became quite big but we did have fun up until then! Reading this back, I think we were perhaps a bit over competitive. ?

Most Sunday's my cousin and I would go to the local indoor market to interview the 'suspects' - we had warrant cards and everything (also known as our Mum's compact mirrors). She was Cagney and I was Lacey (although I always wanted to be Cagney). We solved many a crime, oh yes.

Fortunately the market traders used to humor us ?

We used to put on plays. These were dance shows, robin hood, joseph, grease 3 (which we wrote, I was rizzo who was married with a baby.

We also used to play on our street as businesses, we had a bank, a somerfield, a pzza delivery business and a beauty parlor. We also always used to play in the garden of the empty house across the street.

I also remember playing olympics and doing the long jump in the sand pit of next doors drive.

We also played wth dolls as babies until we were quite old. It became our little secret.

My two best friends and I also designed the house we were all going to live in together with our husbands and children. We had colour schemes and everything, put it in a box and said not to open untl we were 18. I would love to see that now.

1) petal perfume, yep me too

2) "visiting" the neighbours to cheer them up = seriously, we used to knock on their doors and then stand and chat to them

3) I lived in a town in North Wales with a castle and town walls, we used to get behind the fences onto the dangerous bits and climb them, from one of these it was possible to take a flying leap onto the 2nd storey roof of the GPO, we used to lie on the sloping roof and sunbathe.

My brother and I decided to make our own version of 'George's Marvellous Medicine'. I seem to remember it had vast quantities of colgate blue minty gel, and possibly weetabix, as well as many other minging ingredients/combinations. Then we put it in the freezer for a few days until it was 'ready' and tried to eat it ?

I'm so relieved I'm not the only perfume maker, and seller!!!

Petal water, we did that. And trying to make new bar of soap from old ?

Catching bees and wasps in jars

Riding pretend horses and going for walks with pretend dogs with my cousin

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1 i used to make perfume out of leaves/flowers etc

2 i used to 'host' a cookery show in my mums kitchen, id get a mixing bowl and add in all sorts of random things, sometimes id have a 'special guest' (my sister/cousin/friend) who would comment throughout 'my slot'.

3 i would perform interviews - id play the host and ask myself questions about what is was like to be a famous actress/singer etc

4 i used to fill in all the junk mail adressed to my parents and make up details

5 i used to get all the tins out of my mums cupboard and put little stickers on them to price them, then id put them through my checkout.

im sure there is loads more but id best not admit to them while i still have a little dignity left ?

xxc

I baked on my own from a pretty young age and I would get everyrhing I needed out the cupboards and then became a Blue Peter presenter, talking my audience thorough every stage. Thank goodness Beadle wasn't there...

My friend and I used to talk loudly in a made up language in public (didn't have any meaning - total gobbledegook) with the hope of looking 'foreign' and therefore interesting ?

One Hallowe'en, I wanted to do something, but didn't know what - and had no friends who lived close by (small village in the '80s, not really up on Hallowe'en etiquette...). So I dressed myself up as a cat, and went prowling around the street hoping someone would mistake me for a real one and be frightened. I was about 9. I think my Mum kept watch from a window and tried not to wet herself laughing ?

I also did the petal water thing.

When on particularly boring day trips with my mother (e.g. to craft fairs, or big haberdashery departments), I would walk a couple of steps behind her and affect a dramatic limp with the hope of attracting sympathy from passersby.

God I was a fruitloop ?

I was another perfume maker.

When we were about 12 my friend and I wrote a song called "rangez vos affaires" based on our French teacher's buzzwords (rangez vos affaires, avec un partenaire, dans un cahier de brion). It took off a bit round the class so we made up loads more songs, a whole tape full. I still have a copy, the B side was us doing a radio show- complete with a version of Eternal Flame with The Bangles on backing vocals.

Fark, this thread was probably made for me.?

Here's a selection of highlights -

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2 - Had so many dolls that i used to sleep on the floor rather than not let them have bed space!!

3-5 Would get up in the night to open the hall cupboard, climb up the shelves as if they were ladder rungs, to the bottle of calpol and take massive swigs of it. I did this countless times and was never found out. I also knew where the amoxil was kept when i had any, and could climb to that cupboard to drink it as well.

5 - picked daffodils and opened a stall at the end of the garden wall selling to people on the street )(no takers, at 10p per bloom in 1979/80!) Decided a mobile stall would be more interesting (like an usherette) so went for a wander up the road with some kind of tray strapped to me - but my 10p each sign blew off into the main road and i chased after it without checking the road was clear........ i remember some woman swearing at me while her car was up on the kerb as she'd swerved to avoid me.

5 - (couldn't yet swim) jumped into a deep end in a rubber ring and somehow flipped upside down over my rubber ring. Feet up / head down. Couldn't right myself at all and basically swam around in upside down circles hearing my inner voice that seemed very calm and grown up saying "So that's how you died. You're 5 and you drowned at Caroline's party. Oh well; you've had a good innings" (then some bloke pulled me out and bollocked me)

Oh, and i was obsessed with dusting at the age of about 3, and my parents had a massively intricate wrought iron staircase railing thingy in the house that swept up to a mezanine (so 70s chic) which i completey coated in talcum powder in order to dust it. (obviously i got bored long before the clean up job was complete, much to my mother's desperation)

Petal perfume - check

"Secret language" - check

Recording radio shows - check

I also put on a (terrible) accent and asked people for directions to eg Tesco/the train station etc

I also ran away from home when I was about 10. I packed clean knickers, a tin of beans (but no tin opener), and 2 slices of bread and a packet of gingernuts. Also 20p for aphone call, a box of plasters and packet of tissues ? I got to the end of the road and made a "camp" behind the bin storage area for a block of flats. I think I was gone for about an hour. ?

Baublegirl - waaaaaaaaaaaaah ??:

I think I was an odd child. Having lived in a village, I was so excited about Eastenders because I had never seen anything like it before. So I pretended my bedroom was a bedsit and I was like punk Mary living on the never never. Times were hard I tells thee. This also extended itself to my dolls house which turned itself into a hostel for the (naked) homeless.. They had to be naked to prove they were poor.

Good thread ?

If my mum ever left my brother and I in the car to nip into a shop or something, we used to pretend we were dead by lieing in some grotesque pose and holding our breath! Hoping I suppose that a passer by would get taken in and alert someone there were 2 dead kids in a car.

At my next door but one neighbours influence, we made a lollypop sign and proceeded to step out in front of cars holding the broom/lollypop whilst the other could safely cross the road. Didn't go down well with motorists.

Also made the perfume thing.

Also made special shampoos using toothpaste, soap, shaving foam etc!

Another petal water maker here.

I once brushed off all the sugar from an apple pie my Gran had made and sprinkled salt on it. I was really told off for that one.

We lived next to a farm and my brothers and I were obsessed with the tractors, to the extent of yelling "Tractor!" and all running up the steps to get a better look if we heard a tractor in the field.

We used to dare each other to climb into the field where all the cows were and to touch the electric fence.

I had a coal fire in my bedroom and used to keep plastic bread tags and things to burn in secret. I loved watching the melting plastic drip into the fire.

I was quite a strange child though.

My brother and I made a teddy bear chair-lift out of meccano and we used to send the teddies up and down from his bedroom window to the swing frame at the bottom of the garden. We called it the bear-lift chair-lift! If it was raining, we'd still let the bears ride on the chair-lift but we'd put them in plastic bags! Fortunately none of them suffocated!

I shouldn't laugh, but ?

Oh, and I remember the raw bacon being rather tasty. It was smoked ?

Some of these are so funny!

I used to walk the dogs from a young age in the surrounding fields and i would sing at the top of my voice hoping a talent scout would spot me(in the middle of nowhere lol) x

Some of these are hilarious. Another one of mine is that one of my brothers and I had a secret language and characters that we acted out, and we still do it now. He can reduce me to floods of tears of laughter within about a minute of doing this, much to the annoyance of our other brother who doesn't get it.

Not me but Mr E once tried to dupe the tooth fairy with rabbits teeth he had found. The tooth fairy left him carrots under his pillow.?

I did the petal perfume thing. Also used to mix talc with water to create a type of modelling paste. It was rubbish!

Friend and I found a copy of playboy or something similar and became obsessed with writing down the telephone numbers of the 'chat' lines. We walked miles writing down numbers from phone boxes too. When our parents found out I think they were more freaked by our organised notebook- we blatently hadn't a clue what we had been writing about.?

We used to warm bread in the microwave for 8 seconds then sprinkle it with sugar to eat. How we have teeth left is a mystery.

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PMSL at them secretly sniggering at the bride. ?