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Walking the dog this morning I realised that I still get a kick from walking through puddles in a pair of wellies. It's just ace.
IHN, aged 51 and a half.
What stuff still excites the inner four year old in you?
Shopping trolleys (big ones), where you can run run run... leap! and just fly along wherever it decides to take you. Generally best done in a wide open space, with full awareness that if it's a car park with big potholes, the trolley will take you into those and throw you off.
Also N American trolleys work a bit better for this as they tend to be heavier, and the rear wheels are fixed in one direction, rather than wibbling about all over the place like European ones.
Not treading on the cracks in the pavement. A silly game i started as a kid in Orpington, but since there's an almost complete absence of proper 3x2 or 2x2 paving stones around where I live now, it includes sections where the surface changes from one patch of bitmac to another.
I've got my last BMX race of the season on Sunday! It's been a right hoot, and i know most of the kids down at the local pump track.
also: walking along kerbs, climbing trees, going really high on the playground swings until the chains go slack.
Having a secret beer (child / teenage-ish)
Skimming stones
Skidz (on my bike, not my underwear)
Freewheeling down a long hill
Flicking through the lingerie section of the Kays catalogue.
Camping. Specifically, getting into a sleeping bag in cold weather.
Hearing owls.
Shopping trolleys (big ones), where you can run run run... leap! and just fly along wherever it decides to take you. Generally best done in a wide open space, with full awareness that if it's a car park with big potholes, the trolley will take you into those and throw you off.
Also N American trolleys work a bit better for this as they tend to be heavier, and the rear wheels are fixed in one direction, rather than wibbling about all over the place like European ones.
Disagree wobbly wheels let you spin while you go. A well executed trolley 360 is a fine fine thing.
Wellies are ace... The adult levelup is to get some thigh waders.
Skids, pier jumps, water fights , icecream, rollercoasters, playing chase with the dog.
Playing crocodiles on the white lines of a junction. The markings are stepping stones and on the give way ones you can satisfyingly bounce from one leg to another very rhythmically while crossing
1. Being at the front of the queue when the train crossing comes down.
2. Going through a car wash.
Riding bikes.
Stone skimming, silent stoning, damming rivers, heck anything water....
Acceleration - whether a boat, bike, car or plane...
Going over humps in the road so your belly 'drops'...
The moment at a concert when you realise that a band are really outstanding,better than you expected
Receiving "presents" in the post. (..things I've bought online, but I still get excited, until I open it and find it's a charge cable or something)
Boobs!
And going really fast down hill on a bike.
Running down hills, snorkelling
silent stoning
Please explain? Sounds like dispatching witches in the village square.
Realising I can go and buy sweets whenever I want to and not have to wait until a friday after school.
Actually, that with beer as well.
Or that I can legally own and drive a car, van or motorcycle. I mean, me?! Hahahahaha
Walking along the stone parapet of a bridge, or a wall, or at the very edge of a dock. It helps that MrsLawman gets a fit of the collywobbles when I do these things.
Being on an aeroplane taking off (but only the taking off bit - the rest is dull AF).
Running down hills, snorkelling
silent stoning
Please explain? Sounds like dispatching witches in the village square.
You take a small skimmer stone. Throw vertically upwards and aligned vertically as well, spinning like a skimmer.
As your skill/luck improves you can get a stone to enter the water with barely a splash or noise....
Poss not quite in the spirit of the thread, but I thoroughly enjoyed shoving an arsehole over into the mud last night. Don't think I've done that since I was a kid (possibly not even then).
You take a small skimmer stone. Throw vertically upwards and aligned vertically as well, spinning like a skimmer.
As your skill/luck improves you can get a stone to enter the water with barely a splash or noise
Sometimes it'll also drag a big pocket of air down with it too, which comes bubbling up from the sea a few secs later
Picking a massive bogey and flicking it somewhere.
All of the above!
Lighting matches
Never gets old 😁
My hobbies are riding my bikes and building plastic scale models. My wife pointed out that I'm basically a 12 year old disguised as an adult.
Building dams in a stream, making whale water spouts in a swimming pool.
Tapping the back of someones knee with your foot - even better if it's someone you don't know very well!
hand break turns in rented holiday cars in gravely car parks. pure joy
I feel this thread needs some weekend pictures adding.... 😎
First tracks in snow
Loved it before I even knew what a snowboard was.
If it has snow heavily, locally, you'll find me running over the golf course .... "dropping" bunker lips 🙂
Finding a chessie tree laden and with a 3" round limb lobbing it high and collecting your quarry then shelling the spiky outside of the nut
Never see any kids to push out the road and let me in
I go every other day to the local sand pit for aggregate either ballast or sand, my partner thinks we play there with bucket and spade when I ever mention it
Silent stoning was known as a ‘duck fart’ to me.
Lighting a camp/bonfire.
Lighting a camp/bonfire.
With petrol.
Or JetAI
Plinking a bottle of petrol, situated next to a lit candle, with an air rifle to light a fire!
And chucking rocks into deep mud down at the estuary.
Lighting a camp/bonfire.
With petrol.
Or JetAI
Or a can of CRC and lighter used as a flamethrower.
Stepping on freshly dropped acorns and lime tree fruit. I'll swerve 5 ft if I see a good one.
Pull my finger, walking on the tops of walls or raised kerbs, that noise you get when you chuck a stone really high in the air into water.
The feeling of a really good compression on a bike or in the car.
Chasing the dog around like a loon, and knowing the dog is loving it
Pull my finger, walking on the tops of walls or raised kerbs, that noise you get when you chuck a stone really high in the air into water.
The feeling of a really good compression on a bike or in the car.
Chasing the dog around like a loon, and knowing the dog is loving it
As a kitchen and bathroom fitter, I get to meet loads of dogs during my work week. My business partner knows how easily distracted I get playing with customers dogs, and rarely fail to get them to have some sort of nut do running round the house where I've wound them up.
Bloody love dogs.
Making dens. In trees, bomb holes, and out of hay bales. We used to make "castles" out of hay bales then pull up clumps of stalks with soil still attached and launch them at the enemy's castle
Funny memories from youth which make me smirk. When young, a couple of days after a heavy scrumping session (plums I think) round my mates who's dad had lit a bonfire. We of course threw a can of Lynx on to it. Took ages before it went bang which made me jump.... and sht myself, literally, diarrhea trickled down my leg and behind my knee.
Hiding behind a door when wife or 19yo daughter are coming into a room and jumping out scaring the crap out of them. Never gets old.
Hiding behind a door when wife or 19yo daughter are coming into a room and jumping out scaring the crap out of them. Never gets old.
Actually that might be the best thing. Its also hilarious to be the victim!
You have to avoid the gaps between slabs otherwise the bears get you!
I still love riding shopping trolleys and have been known to get my partner to push me around the supermarket.
Looking through the dessert list on the menu...
... And choosing the chocolate fudge sundae.
Although it doesn’t happen quite as much as I’d like going out to play on bikes is right up there..
i have very recently managed to ride no handed for more than 3mm, something that has eluded me for the last 52 years… when it clicked that was a proper childish thrill..!
3mm? Well done, sir! (I assume you mean 3 minutes?)
Plinking a bottle of petrol, situated next to a lit candle, with an air rifle to light a fire!
And chucking rocks into deep mud down at the estuary.
Oooh, yeah. Particularly from high places...
Popping a nice zit that actually makes a tiny little popping noise and shoots a bit of puss onto the mirror. Lovely.
A very rare delight these days but I still savour them when they do occur. 😁
As your skill/luck improves you can get a stone to enter the water with barely a splash or noise
Yes please. I do this with sort of lozenge-shaped stones, throw them up like a rugby ball, spinning round the lengthways axis like rifled bullet, entering the water vertically - if you get it right. "schomp!"
Running through crunchy leaves.
Riding through puddles and rear wheel skids on bike.
Snowball fights and Nerf gun battles with Neice and Nephew.
Breaking the foil seal on Instant coffee jars.
Seeing how far I can get trying to step from stone to stone on a hillside path without touching the ground.
picking a scab
farting in a bath and feeling the bubbles tickle your taint
On paving stones - choosing a mark in the pavement a way off (like where the bitmac changes) but then walking towards it pretending you're a fast bowler...no break steps, gradually get into your stride and build momentum, with an aim to be a full (walking) speed and hitting the line exactly without no-balling.
using anything new - opening a jar and getting the lid pop, a new bag of coffee beans, even just a new toothbrush.
Freewheeling down a long hill
Who doesn’t love a long, fast freewheel run down a hill! There’s one, Bowden Hill, which runs down into Lacock, past the Rising Sun pub, and only starts to flatten out when it gets to the River Avon.
There’s a couple of bends just below the pub, so you’ll be advised not to swing out too far, or else you’ll be embedded in the front of a car coming up! I’ve freewheeled down there on my singlespeed, having to stay on the brakes to avoid running into the back of cars going down, which is frustrating…
The river is just before The Wharf, so you can see what a fun run it is, it starts pretty much from where it says Bowden Hill on the right hand size. You just hope there isn’t too much traffic to hold you up.
Roller skates (though they're blades now)
Snow
Bikes
Dawn, even mornings like today when it's pouring outside.
The woods
Wellies are ace... The adult levelup is to get some thigh waders.
That’s a different kind of thrill.
Currently recovering from hip surgery.
So many little things have brought me childish joy.
Sneaking out of the front door and then into the back garden after a few days house bound so my girlfriend couldn't find me.
Collecting windfall apples with my litter picker whilst on crutches.
Walking more than a mile. Every step is joyful.
Wellies are ace... The adult levelup is to get some thigh waders.
That’s a different kind of thrill.
Bowchickawowow, they steel toed aswell for added phnar.
I don't know what you are laughing at @ads678 have you not got a pair in your ppe?
Nope, I don't have to enter, I just at the side and watch!!
Riding at the front on a double-decker bus.
Sound of a Merlin engine and the sound and smell of a 2 stroke
@burntembers Kicking through the deep swathes of dry leaves.
The first shiny chestnut of the year.
Kicking through piles of leaves.
Timing a ride through a puddle to splash my amigos.
Waving at trains when I get stopped (on a bike) at a level crossing.
Stone skimming.
Farts in a bath.
Throwing knives at trees.
Xmas.
Being silly and making my mum laugh.
Motorbikes.
Riding at the front on a double-decker bus.
I've asked people to move off the front seat when foreign kids have been desperate to sit there. 100percent success rate. Everybody loves it so they have immediately moved 🤣
Going upstairs on a double decker train. Actually.... Sleeping in bunkbeds, getting in without using the ladder.
The first frost or snow of the year - always exciting!
Using the wind on a stormy day to lean into the wind (jacket over your head optional).
@burntembers Kicking through the deep swathes of dry leaves.
The first shiny chestnut of the year.
👍 That's got to be proof it's sometimes worth acting like a kid. 😀
The quiet when your wheels leave the ground, shortly followed by the hitting it again. Similar, but with skis leaving the snow.
Reaching for a hold that you are 80% sure you'll miss and getting just enough on it to make the move stick (I only started bouldering a few years back, I'm now 47).
Jaffa cakes (before I realised I was gluten intolerant).
Cake for breakfast with no one to tell you not to.
Finding Hedge Porn , its very rare nowadays but brings back those memories of school trophys
Random waving . Leaves the other person scratching their head wondering who the hell was waving at them like a loon
Currently recovering from hip surgery.
So many little things have brought me childish joy.
Sneaking out of the front door and then into the back garden after a few days house bound so my girlfriend couldn't find me.
Collecting windfall apples with my litter picker whilst on crutches.
Walking more than a mile. Every step is joyful.
I know where you're at. It's marvellous isn't it? And guess what- It just keeps on getting better and better.
Finding Hedge Porn , its very rare nowadays but brings back those memories of school trophys
Random waving . Leaves the other person scratching their head wondering who the hell was waving at them like a loon
That has a name.
Its called "village idiot"
Right now, the local council has got a whole pile of those vacuum-operated counter things strapped over lots of the cycle paths around here, obviously because data is important for infrastructure planning. I wheelie over them every single time, so's they think that there's at least one unicyclist using the bike paths.