Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
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Monday, 20 December 2010
After the Top 100 Toys- How Could They Forget...?
Hey all.
Sorry have been a bit quiet, have had a bit of a cold for about two weeks which, despite attempts to try every over the counter remedy available in Boots would not go.
In the end, on Friday, it manifested itself into possibly the worst Flu I have ever, ever had. I literally felt like I was dying. In the end it took until late Sunday to start to feel slightly human again, and not before I had lost a whole stone in weight (really, a whole stone) due to my inability to eat, and the amount of germs I sweated out.
We all had it too- Littlest had to have the Doc visit him Friday as I was so worried (which due to his lungs means I always worry more), and Elder was sick too. Mini went to her Christmas party at playschool, and both Elder and I took it in turns to get her there and back so she didn't miss it, but I had a hotwater bottle hidden up my coat in the back of a cab! Then Saturday she was sick as well. Elder was then stuck in the town centre for five hours trying to do shopping, due to snow and lack of cabs and buses.
So, flu jabs all round next year!
Anyway, after feeling a bit better last night, I watched The 100 Greatest Children's Toys countdown on Channel 4. I'm a bit of a big kid at heart, so wanted to see what in the list I remembered.
What kind of surprised me was the amount of games consoles that made it into the list, especially the top ten.
I don't own a console. Not one. I would like one- some of the dance and sing games on the Wii or the new Kinnect do peak my interest and I've heard that people have had great results from the Wii Fit.
But are they really toys?
And when we have a generation of children with perhaps the fittest digits but the unhealthiest and under exercised everything else, is this a good thing?
When I was a child we had an Atari console, in fact I wish I had one now, (sadly they cost silly amounts now, whereas I recall you could pick them up for pennies in the early nineties when Sega and Nintendo took off). But this was rationed, it was never set up in either of our bedrooms, and was very much the property of the parents. We also had a Dragon 32 computer too, which you could play games on. Except you had to write them on to the computers green screen first and put them onto tape- get one piece of code wrong and regardless of hours of RSI inducing work the whole thing would delete and you'd need to start again.
The majority of the time was spent playing board games, or making up elaborate tales for my Barbie's, Sindy's and Jem doll. Or reading actual books. Or playing Spirograph. You know stuff that required effort.
So, there were a couple of toys which were my favourite as a kid, which we played come sun, rain or snow, which didn't come up on the list.
See how many you remember:
The Fashion Wheel.
Between the age of possibly 7 and 10 I was going to be a dancing fashion designer. And it was all thanks to the Fashion Wheel.
The Fashion Wheel was genius. It was basically a large Plastic disk, which you plonked a piece of paper on, and with a few twists you could select a fashion design for your model. You then closed the paper down using the lever, and then rubbed over the paper with a black rubber thing, which transferred, rather like leaf rubbing, a picture of the fashion you had picked.
You then removed the image, and could colour it in, or you could add texture (in 2D obviously) from another part of the wheel.
She had different hair styles, trousers, dresses and tops and skirts. I abandoned my Barbie for it. The Fashion Wheel. I loved it so much, and had whole pin boards full of it .
However I do partly blame the Fashion Wheel for my sisters love in her early teens for nicking my clothes and cutting them to bits to re-design them.
The Skip-it
Oh yes, in the 70s, Clackers (which made it to the list) could cause you broken wrists (If Blue Peter was to be believed). In the late 80s/early 90s it was your ankles which could send you to A and E due to the Skip-it.
The Skip-It was a large, hard plastic ball, attached to a plastic rope, which had a hoop on the end you fitted your ankle through. Then you got momentum going enough to make it go round and jumped over it. That's it.
Another inexplicably crap and dangerous toy, which I loved, and which I do believe my ankles are still suffering due to years of using.
And just like all the fad toys, there were even more dangerous Market knock off versions, which is where I was bought one from, and which the ball was even harder. (It was purple. And glittery) I once saw one of these things fly off the end and smack a dinner lady square in the face. Did we stop using them- no! We all probably had a Skip -It ankle which remains stronger than the other even now!
God Bless it, you really worked up a sweat with it.
The Lo-Lo Ball
Whoever invented this obviously didn't think the Skip-It was quite dangerous enough for under tens.
The Lo-Lo Ball could induce full body casts being necessary and was the only toy to be banned by my Primary School while I was there. But did we put down this football with its slippery plastic disc? NO! We just played it at home!
The idea of the Lo-Lo Ball was that you got your feet on the disc (not easy, you had to find a bike or person to hold onto) then squeezed them into the ball in the centre, and jumped. Again, simple.
But my could you mess yourself up falling off one. And that was the easiest part of the Lo-Lo Ball. I do recall that back then, Play Grounds and parks didn't have all that nice soft stuff on them they have now, which basically springs the child back up if they fall. It was gravel play grounds and that stuff stuck in your hands, knees or whichever part of you hit it, whether with force or otherwise. But did we give up, well, no we loved the Lo-Lo Ball.
We had to share one between my sister and I, it had a fluorescent green disc and orange ball, and we argued over whose go it was for quite a number of holidays and weekends. If one burst mid bounce, well, that was you in an Ambulance. But again, it was something that no amount of miss adventure would dull the appeal of. I'm quite surprised they are still on sale now.
I'm half tempted to buy one!
So, what toys would make your list?
Sorry have been a bit quiet, have had a bit of a cold for about two weeks which, despite attempts to try every over the counter remedy available in Boots would not go.
In the end, on Friday, it manifested itself into possibly the worst Flu I have ever, ever had. I literally felt like I was dying. In the end it took until late Sunday to start to feel slightly human again, and not before I had lost a whole stone in weight (really, a whole stone) due to my inability to eat, and the amount of germs I sweated out.
We all had it too- Littlest had to have the Doc visit him Friday as I was so worried (which due to his lungs means I always worry more), and Elder was sick too. Mini went to her Christmas party at playschool, and both Elder and I took it in turns to get her there and back so she didn't miss it, but I had a hotwater bottle hidden up my coat in the back of a cab! Then Saturday she was sick as well. Elder was then stuck in the town centre for five hours trying to do shopping, due to snow and lack of cabs and buses.
So, flu jabs all round next year!
Anyway, after feeling a bit better last night, I watched The 100 Greatest Children's Toys countdown on Channel 4. I'm a bit of a big kid at heart, so wanted to see what in the list I remembered.
What kind of surprised me was the amount of games consoles that made it into the list, especially the top ten.
I don't own a console. Not one. I would like one- some of the dance and sing games on the Wii or the new Kinnect do peak my interest and I've heard that people have had great results from the Wii Fit.
But are they really toys?
And when we have a generation of children with perhaps the fittest digits but the unhealthiest and under exercised everything else, is this a good thing?
When I was a child we had an Atari console, in fact I wish I had one now, (sadly they cost silly amounts now, whereas I recall you could pick them up for pennies in the early nineties when Sega and Nintendo took off). But this was rationed, it was never set up in either of our bedrooms, and was very much the property of the parents. We also had a Dragon 32 computer too, which you could play games on. Except you had to write them on to the computers green screen first and put them onto tape- get one piece of code wrong and regardless of hours of RSI inducing work the whole thing would delete and you'd need to start again.
The majority of the time was spent playing board games, or making up elaborate tales for my Barbie's, Sindy's and Jem doll. Or reading actual books. Or playing Spirograph. You know stuff that required effort.
So, there were a couple of toys which were my favourite as a kid, which we played come sun, rain or snow, which didn't come up on the list.
See how many you remember:
The Fashion Wheel.
Between the age of possibly 7 and 10 I was going to be a dancing fashion designer. And it was all thanks to the Fashion Wheel.
The Fashion Wheel was genius. It was basically a large Plastic disk, which you plonked a piece of paper on, and with a few twists you could select a fashion design for your model. You then closed the paper down using the lever, and then rubbed over the paper with a black rubber thing, which transferred, rather like leaf rubbing, a picture of the fashion you had picked.
You then removed the image, and could colour it in, or you could add texture (in 2D obviously) from another part of the wheel.
She had different hair styles, trousers, dresses and tops and skirts. I abandoned my Barbie for it. The Fashion Wheel. I loved it so much, and had whole pin boards full of it .
However I do partly blame the Fashion Wheel for my sisters love in her early teens for nicking my clothes and cutting them to bits to re-design them.
The Skip-it
Oh yes, in the 70s, Clackers (which made it to the list) could cause you broken wrists (If Blue Peter was to be believed). In the late 80s/early 90s it was your ankles which could send you to A and E due to the Skip-it.
Another inexplicably crap and dangerous toy, which I loved, and which I do believe my ankles are still suffering due to years of using.
And just like all the fad toys, there were even more dangerous Market knock off versions, which is where I was bought one from, and which the ball was even harder. (It was purple. And glittery) I once saw one of these things fly off the end and smack a dinner lady square in the face. Did we stop using them- no! We all probably had a Skip -It ankle which remains stronger than the other even now!
God Bless it, you really worked up a sweat with it.
The Lo-Lo Ball
Whoever invented this obviously didn't think the Skip-It was quite dangerous enough for under tens.
The Lo-Lo Ball could induce full body casts being necessary and was the only toy to be banned by my Primary School while I was there. But did we put down this football with its slippery plastic disc? NO! We just played it at home!
The idea of the Lo-Lo Ball was that you got your feet on the disc (not easy, you had to find a bike or person to hold onto) then squeezed them into the ball in the centre, and jumped. Again, simple.
We had to share one between my sister and I, it had a fluorescent green disc and orange ball, and we argued over whose go it was for quite a number of holidays and weekends. If one burst mid bounce, well, that was you in an Ambulance. But again, it was something that no amount of miss adventure would dull the appeal of. I'm quite surprised they are still on sale now.
I'm half tempted to buy one!
So, what toys would make your list?
Monday, 8 February 2010
In Search of Rosie
*20SM would like to point out she has not lost her marbles before you read this post.
She never had them in the first place!
I was burgled in 2005. It was during a period of time before I officially moved in with Ed the Elder, and so still had my own little flat just down the road from his in Kent. I used to call it the skanky flat cos it was so small, it was damp, and it basically had all the furniture in it that Ed didn't want in his home. The only thing I liked about it was it was beside the riverside country park so it had nice views from one window only. Oh and my big over stuffed armchair wasn't bad either.
Apart from one night a week, I had all my day to day clothes and stuff at the other flat. It was just storage until I moved in properly.
When I first moved in (I had the place for about 5 years), the area was nice. It was mainly for old people and families. Slowly though, more and more people were moved in from the other crappy areas with their ASBOs and the whole area turned into am extension of Beirut. Literally gangs of kids would steal cars from people's driveways and push them across a busy road, onto the field opposite my flat, and into the basketball pitch which was full of burnt out cars and junk. Lovely.
Hence why I wanted to live at Ed's nice flat!
So, just before I gave up the tenancy, I went over to collect some post, and found that I'd been burgled.
Such was the horribleness of the neighbourhood and the downstairs neighbour that they'd forced open one of the windows at the front of the house to get in. I was on the first floor, quite a distance up so they must have used a ladder. Yet no one saw anything enough to call the Police.
I knew something was wrong when I got outside, as the front window was wide open and the curtains were flapping in the breeze.
Well, they'd got in and made a right mess, cushions everywhere, make up and bath stuff all over the place, you can imagine it wasn't nice.
They'd not bothered nicking my TV, as it was older than me, in fact they must have been really pissed off! They had nicked my entire CD collection though, and there were loads, my purple Dyson hoover (so how no one noticed that going out!) and a denim furry coat thing (so they had no taste whatsoever).
Weirdest thing they nicked though?
Rosie.
Rosie was a doll I had had since I was tiny. I don't recall who bought it for me, but she was always there in my room growing up.
It was one of the few things I brought with me when I left home, and I had kept her as I had wanted to pass it on to my child.
It was a soft plastic doll, with no box, no clothes, nothing. She looked just like this:
So I was quite upset when I realised she'd gone.
Cut to now, and I've been looking for dolls online, for Blythe dolls so I can punk them up a bit, and I saw Rosie! Or a doll very much the same. Its a Kewpie doll, they go or about a tenner, which surprised me no end.
So now I have gone in search of Rosie, much loved dolly from my childhood, and can now happily replace her.
God bless the power of the 'net!
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