Nee Onions Mate
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Aye, that makes sense, must have been a bastard to be dragged up there like.
Rough as owt man. Tristrim and Nigel used to have deadly sword fights with their knobs an that
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Aye, that makes sense, must have been a bastard to be dragged up there like.
I wish I could forget Sunderland. It's pewer gash.
Aye, I heard some family's had to even cook their very own meals!! ..Rough as owt man. Tristrim and Nigel used to have deadly sword fights with their knobs an that
Happy days.....I grew up in East Herrington and, even though I now reside in Yorkshire, drive through The Herringtons twice a week.
It's a bit of a nostalgia trip to be honest.
The hill, parks, places where I got my head kicked in. It's all there
its really quite sad, that I grew up in Sunderland...Middle Herrington to be precise, yet I've been looking through the nostalgic photos thread and I really don't recognize a lot of the photos of the town.
I know I moved away in 1982 when I was 17 and have visited sporadically since, but I really have no memory of some of the buildings that have been posted. Is that normal?
If you remember let me know, I might be looking for the same thing .Both of my early childhood houses have long gone ( Southwick Rd and around the corner in Pilgrim St ) but I can still remember them vividly, I can remember the local fish shop ( John's not Crozier St) I can remember the old Riley that was abandoned in the back lane that we used to play in ( I remember crying my eyes out when it was towed away) I can even remember the wallpaper on my bedroom wall. Think we moved out in 1975. On the other hand I've just went upstairs for something and cannot for the life of me remember what....
I've already found it mate!If you remember let me know, I might be looking for the same thing .
Aye, I heard some family's had to even cook their very own meals!! ..
I wish I could forget Sunderland. It's pewer gash.
I wish I could forget Sunderland. It's pewer gash.
Nee the wonder I can't find it.I've already found it mate!
Find what?Nee the wonder I can't find it.
Aye had terrible childhood me. The countryside with woods, fields and a river were all within a mile of my house. The seaside was a full 4 miles away. A town with many good people with a sense of community and a football team to watch at the weekend.
My old senior school is now houses like but ho hum.
We used to spend hours raking around the woods by the river at South Hylton, then walk up to the golf course scouring the deck for golf balls.....There was always some twat on the north side of the river taking pot shots with an air rifle mind
Northies eh!We used to spend hours raking around the woods by the river at South Hylton, then walk up to the golf course scouring the deck for golf balls.....There was always some twat on the north side of the river taking pot shots with an air rifle mind
@Sebasaurus II is lying iirc. From Doxford Park the fuckin' meth.
I grew up in East Herrington and, even though I now reside in Yorkshire, drive through The Herringtons twice a week.
It's a bit of a nostalgia trip to be honest.
The hill, parks, places where I got my head kicked in. It's all there
Youre a strange unit you like.sainsburys in fuckin silky! Stroll on.nee wonder I get nowt, I'm prowling ability supplies!Ya daft owld twat!
And they all congregate at Sainsburys in Silky! Worth paying the extra for a bit perv about.
It was the police, ya thieving twats.We used to spend hours raking around the woods by the river at South Hylton, then walk up to the golf course scouring the deck for golf balls.....There was always some twat on the north side of the river taking pot shots with an air rifle mind