Remember Great Britain
Well for the first time ever I have broke with my routine to bring you this video that I have just received from my brother kinsman, The Dude.
It is magic and all so true. Only the other day I was thinking about what a fantastic childhood I had had. I consider myself to be one of the luckiest people alive.
And The Dude shows that he lived that life also. As boys I never knocked on my friends doors. It was always a loud shout of "Colino", "Davido", "Garetho". And when the friends came out, off to the next friends house for a louder shout of "Briano" and away The Outlaws would go. Armed with air guns, catapults, throwing darts and anything else we might need to survive in our world and our dogs trotting along in front as scouts, later to be used as pillows when we camped out.
And we would pass "the silly girls" who would one day break our hearts, skirts tucked into their underpants doing gymnastics, synchronized skipping or playing ball with the professionalism of of skilled jugglers. They were always there for us on our return to bandage us up and kiss us better.
Thanks for the memories Dude. You are a top man.
I hope you enjoy this video as much as I did.
Please visit the The Dudes link here and rate and comment this great video.
Oh and throw back some of your memories in our comments. I/we really do want to read about them.
I feel so sorry for todays children with their rooms full of toys and empty lives.