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Oh, I'm not being entirely altruistic. I'm married to Adam and I could read it for free anyway ;) However, my vouchers and the lending library access have cost me nothing so it certainly doesn't affect me to send revenue your way through either method - although it's only going to be pennies, I'd rather you get them than Amazon! If it wasn't going to benefit you to do either, I'd have just bought it.

Edits because every time I posted that and read it back it didn't make sense.

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Firstly, well done Graeme. However it came to be published, writing a book is a great achievement and I wish you nothing but the best o teckle. Look forward to reading it.

Secondly, for clarification:

The correct name for kerby is kribby

Chapping a door and running away is chickenelly

Running through people's back gardens is backie-trooping

Swapping all the welcome mats in a closie, ringing the bells and running away is Inspiral Carpets

Roundabouts are actually circles.

Thirdly, my book that the Ayrshire Pepys bigged up earlier in the thread is available on a 2-for-£10 deal with dundeebarry's at www.tecklebooks.co.uk. Sex-pest barmen, pseudo-intellectual bouncers and Jimmy Savile-apologists. If you are the type of sick b*****d that these things appeal to then wire in.

I haven't read the whole thread but I was just about to post the same thing. I'm surprised nobody else has said those names so far, we called it backie jumping though. Manhunt was a great game and was what you moved onto when you thought you had grown out of hide and seek, tig or chickenelly. We cleverly changed backie jumping to fronty jumping. One row of houses was known as the Man U overlap because you'd do chickenelly and fronty jumping at the same time, the unfortunate person at the last house would look back to see a row of raging people running after them.

Also 'headers and volleys' was known as On the V. Worldie or whatever it's been called was always known as mexi or mexy doubles but I've no idea why.

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Oh, I'm not being entirely altruistic. I'm married to Adam and I could read it for free anyway ;) However, my vouchers and the lending library access have cost me nothing so it certainly doesn't affect me to send revenue your way through either method - although it's only going to be pennies, I'd rather you get them than Amazon! If it wasn't going to benefit you to do either, I'd have just bought it.

Edits because every time I posted that and read it back it didn't make sense.

Appreciate the thought. Either way would be helpful for me, so by all means batter in!

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Just finished reading this now mate and the only disappointing part is that it couldn't have taken me back to being that age again!

Absolutely tremendous stuff throughout, been doubled over with laughter reading your stories, then casting my mind back and remembering my own memories that were scarily similar to things you 'participated' in ;)

Thank you for this incredible trip down memory lane, probably one of the best books I've ever read!

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Just finished reading this now mate and the only disappointing part is that it couldn't have taken me back to being that age again!

Absolutely tremendous stuff throughout, been doubled over with laughter reading your stories, then casting my mind back and remembering my own memories that were scarily similar to things you 'participated' in ;)

Thank you for this incredible trip down memory lane, probably one of the best books I've ever read!

Fucking hell, that's high praise indeed! Brill. Glad you enjoyed so much!

ETA: thanks for the Amazon review to the same effect

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Defiantly going for a game of Inspiral Carpets this weekend.

Get yourself up to Menzieshill, Mozza. Open landings and as many as four doors to a floor lend themselves brilliantly to the game.

Shoe-wanging was another popular sport in God's Own Housing Scheme. You'd loosen the laces on your trainers then try and get as much height going on the swings as possible. At the optimum moment you kicked your Quasar/British Knight shoes off and whoever's landed the furthest away was the winner. Simpler times.

And none of this "headers and volleys" pish. Fehve an a Boot all the way. Boots getting progressively harder as the keeper conceded more and the danger of a chicken run or magic circle at the end of it.

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I see your Headers and Volleys, and raise you Seven Byes. Pretty much the same rules as previously mentioned, the outfield players had to score with a header or a volley, if the ball went wide (for a bye kick - does anyone call them that any more?) that represented a goal the the keeper. Had to be under bar height for it to count though, which invariably brought its own set of arguments.

First to seven won, if the outfield mob won, the existing goalie stayed in. If the goalie won, the outfield player to give away the seventh 'bye' took over in goal.

Naturally, these rules were stretched somewhat if there was a less popular chap in goals.

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Before I purchase this book, are there any references to playing tennis out on the street during Wimbledon time on a crudely fashioned chalked up court?

Absolutely fucking not. I was too busy writing about skegging, building dens, breaking into abandoned warehouses, and food fights in home eccy.

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First line:

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A wee look inside the book, at a chapter discussing childhood toys and games:

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Kindle's text-to-speech feature tries to cope with Kerby:

In one chapter, I interview my good pal Peter McCaughan, from Northern Ireland, to see how universal my childhood memories are - growing up over there, did kids skeg each other, and if so, what did they call it? Did the yo-yo craze of the late 90s make it across the pond? Did folk at his school also use lunchtime as an excuse to batter each other with WWF wrestling moves?

The first question and answer of the interview are posted below:

G: I have a theory that as well as a ‘dog in school day’, every school has a ‘Phantom Shitter’; a mysterious pupil who randomly poos in unexpected places such as urinals, sinks or even corridors. Any stories which help verify this?

P: I absolutely do, man. We most certainly did have a Phantom Shitter.
I remember it really well; it was one of the best days in school. I was sitting in R.E., Religious Education, and a guy literally burst into the room and said ‘Oh my god, someone’s done a shite on the floor of the toilet!’
They had done a shit on the floor and obviously I ran pretty much straight out to go and look at it. The whole day was magical: people bringing their friends in, even girls just going ‘Look at that!’
It was just amazing.

G: You actually ran out of class to go check it out?

P: Yeah, pretty much. It was one of those days where, you know, it was a substitute teacher or something where it wasn’t a *real* class, so it was definitely okay. But I think even if it hadn’t have been that kinda class, I would have run out. It’s not every day that somebody does an honest-to-god shit on the floor.
What you might be interested in is that I heard of some new developments on this. A family member is a teacher in a school and they were telling me that they have a real ongoing problem at the minute with something called ‘hot-dogging’, where these guys are getting hot dog buns from the canteen and doing shites in them and leaving them all round the school!
Like they’ll be turning up on top of door frames so that somebody opens the door. It’s kind of like the old Beano water bucket thing but it’s a hot dog bun with a shite on it!
So I really like that there’s been real progress. For me, I thought it had reached its logical conclusion, but it seems like there’s miles to go. We’re standing on the shoulders of giants, man.

G: It’s a wee bit like Heelys all over again. I don’t know if you’ve seen these little shoes that kids have now, they’ve got wheels on the bottom. They can just skate through supermarkets and down corridors. I look at them and go: ‘Why the f**k did we not have them when we were kids?!’
It’s like that all over again.

P: Totally. It’s the Heelys of shites.
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Finished the book and rated 5 stars on Amazon for you. Biggest compliment I can give you is that I haven't read a full book in over 3 years but read yours in about 4 days.

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That's great to hear mate, really glad you enjoyed it.

The Amazon page doesn't seem to have updated to show your rating, still showing 14 reviews - did you write something out with the rating? Might just be slow - if not would you maybe write a few words to make it appear?

Thanks again for buying.

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