Jack Posted November 3, 2008 Share Posted November 3, 2008 - those were the days :readpaper: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
woa2 Posted November 3, 2008 Share Posted November 3, 2008 I can remember climbing over a rusty WW1 tank that was left at the back of the Tank Museum - no sponsons fitted, so total access to it. Must have been early 1960s. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joris Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 Life without all the health and safety crap was a lot more fun (and dangerous)! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adrian Barrell Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 Life without all the health and safety crap was a lot more fun (and dangerous)! Yeah but we all survived! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joris Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 Correct, and if we fell off and hurt our knee or head we felt stupid to fall off and not complain to the museum for allowing you to climb on these tanks. Somewhere the world went mad.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tugger Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 Correct, and if we fell off and hurt our knee or head we felt stupid to fall off and not complain to the museum for allowing you to climb on these tanks. Somewhere the world went mad.... That's the truth, it's today's lack of responsibility. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AndyFowler Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 In total agreement there my fellow old grumpies ! :-D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rick W Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 Ah! Childhood memories, all the tanks lined up in a row, in what looked like a big warehouse.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tony B Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 Actually its a wonder some of us of a ceratin age survived our childhoods. Sailing in force 8, jumping off the back of horses for fun, riding in the back of Land Rovers. Seat belts? what are they? If you didn't come home covered in mud and bruises your Mum used to get worried aboput what you'd bene up to! One museum that always sticks in my mind, was when my Farther took me to the Sience museum the kid's gallery, all sorts of buttons and boings. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tugger Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 (edited) I remember being given rides sitting in the bonnet mounted spare tyre on a Landy, being towed in the snow (remember that stuff?) on a road, on a sledge behind it too and clambering over an old Fergerson tractor and accidentaly firing it up... it scared the bejesus out of me:shake: But the result is you live and learn... mostly :-D Edited November 4, 2008 by Tugger Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tony B Posted November 4, 2008 Share Posted November 4, 2008 I remember my boss's son, at the age of about five scrambling over the tail gate of my Land Rover, I started off then heard a squeack. stopped dead to see two hands and the top of a head peering over the tailgate. Then a little voice going 'I'm stuck!' His belt had cought up on projection, poor kid was dangaling about six inches off the ground. His Dad and I still embarres him with the story. Nowadays I suppose I'd end up in court. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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