Friday 17 August 2012

The Railway Crossing Kids


As a small child around 3-4 I used to take my self off from the middle of the village to the railway crossings to watch the trains go by. My mum must have had a heart attack every time I went missing. I remember taking the little boy next door down with me once and getting into big trouble with his mum, he was only two at the time. I must have been a handful to watch over.
My Sister did the same when she was little, her and a friend went to see the trains. All the neighbours were out looking for them. You think mum would have learned a lesson by the time she had me.
But in them days children were free-range and got up to all kinds of stuff.

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