Model Boat Mayhem
Mess Deck: General Section => Chit-Chat => Topic started by: Tug-Kenny RIP on June 16, 2012, 11:32:54 am
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This thread has come about because joppyuk1 has started a thread on building a boat as if it were in the 1940's
I commented that my memory of that period was cutting a mains lead with a pair of scissors. I did survive but actually still remember that jolt my body took, and forever treated electricity with respect. A very salutary lesson to one that was to go into Electronic engineering. :-)
Have you any Dangerous escapades that you survived out of pure ignorance that you live to tell the tale ??? Tree climbing. Slug gun battles. Diving of bridges ?????
Lets be hearing from you.
ken
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Running jump off Millport pier while the waverley was trying to berth on the other side
It gives quite a lot of wash...... :embarrassed: :embarrassed:
Also put guitar stings between the live and neutral points in sockets then stand back and switch on
Interesting results :embarrassed: :embarrassed:
But nothing as dangerous as giving my dad some lip %% %%
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As a teenager, replacing a main socket.
Looking intently at the wiring terminals when the screwdriver slipped - very bright flash six inches from my nose.
.... I was damned sure I turned off the fuse box!
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made cannon out of a copper pipe flattened and rolled over at one end and then ************ then we'd shoot he** out of a nice airfix kit on the lake...............
now adays we'd be charged with terorism.................
gawd help us. %% %% %%
either that or made arrows out of dowel, with flites from seagul feathers, and a notch close to the flites for taking the notted string for launching the b****y things...........King Harold.............eat yer heart out............... %% %% %% %%
DON'T TRY THESE ONES AT HOME KIDS............NOT ALLOWED ANY MORE
Sorry Neil but we have to stop the Formula's appearing on a Family Forum.
ken
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As an army brat in the late 50's, I lived in Kingston, Ontario right adjacent to "Old" Fort Henry. The road from the back gate was (and is) quite steep with a wide curve at the bottom. We used to get two or three of us into a kid's wagon (radio flyer or whatever) and launch from the top of the hill. Why we weren't killed or maimed is still a mystery to me today as we must have been doing 40 mph or so. I have been back since and would not do that today!
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We made 'throwin arrers' too....could have been lethal....**** knows what the H & S police would make of 'em today !
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Plugging a 12 volt motor into the mains socket.
Very interesting (http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p8/DickyD_photos/Smileys/thinking1.gif)
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Deciding one day to wander off and find my dad who was ploughing...
Out of the farmhouse and up the lane, didn't find my dad but 2 hours
later and 3/4 mile away the farmer from an adjacent farm found me,
stood next to the main Leeds to Harrogate road!
scared the sh*t out of my Mother and Grandmother until the farmer
rang to say he'd rescued me.
Well I was only four at the time!
Richard
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Ignoring the 'Beware - Dangerous Waves Can Occur When Ships Are Leaving And Entering' signs at the local beach and jumping in those waves BECAUSE they were big! :-))
Climbing down a slippery vertical metal ladder at low tide to get on board my Dad's tug, usually crossing the barges and dredger (no hand rails), then clambering up on a tyre fender and over the tug's bulwarks.
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Putting mum's knitting needles on the red bits on the electric fire then cutting them in half on the grill. To stop me my father demonstrated the power of an electric shock by wiring me up to an impulse magneto and flipping it over. He held the wire in the HT socket with match sticks. I am reminded of the lesson every time I see a box of swan vestas! It did work though.
Jerry.
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Many years ago I had an old Lee Enfield bolt action rifle converted to fire 4.10 shotgun cartridges - I used to open the cartridge and pour out the lead shot and replace it with a suitably sized ball bearing.
How the darned thing never blew up in my face I will never know. Ah, the innocence of youth!
Dave.
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Dangling over the top of Eppleton quarry with a 100ft straight drop to the bottom with my mates mothers washing line round my waist and him holding onto me with the end only secured by one metal pole pushes into the ground to climb down to a Kestrels nest. Never thought twice about it and actually did it three or four times over a 6 week period. But Kes was all the rage and we all wanted a Kestrel to train.
And regularly made small pipe 'bombs' from sugar and fertiliser each time seeing how loud we could make the bang.
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That copper pipe cannon sounds brilliant!
I used to enjoy getting motors (that my uncle gave me from some old boat projects of his) attaching different things to the shaft, wire it up to the transformer box from my train set and then see what I could cut through. Metal cogs made very good cutting tools.
Then at my mates bike workshop, we used to get a screwdriver, wheel bearing and air gun (as in air gun connected to a compressor, not a rifle lol) put the screwdriver through the centre of the wheel bearing, get the air gun and use it to spin up the bearing to very high speed, then quickly whip the screwdriver out and watch the bearing bounce off up the workshop and embed/shatter in the end wall.
Modified
ken
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Riding an old BSA Bantam on the frozen Forth and Clyde canal and playing on a rope swing that went out over a very busy railway cutting.
Ahhhh....Those were the days, young , free and not a care in the world.
Not much common sense either %%
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Nicking my sister's knicker elastic to use on my radio control escapement...wasn't dangerous until Mam found out, then it was nigh on fatal !
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Good grief! I must have been a boring child. <:(
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Another exciting episode, was riding a bogie as we call then in Glasgow (soap cart) down a very steep hill, across the main road and try to guide it through our garden gate.
Ended up in hospital with that one...got run over by a taxi!
I`m sure that guy was`nt looking where he was going %% {-)
Tried it again a couple of weeks later and got a bulls eye...as I said, no common sense :}
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I learned about "Dutch arrows"!while visiting relatives in Wigan.
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I've just gone awfully cold and don't want to recall the details, I am going to play Freecell til' the memories go.
Roy
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Playing paratroopers off a park swing. Limping home. Tried again after a couple of weeks. No improvement in technique. Limped home again. Age about 9 or 10.
Few years on, took a liking to having a day out on our bikes, planning a route covering roads with double arrows in the right direction, seeing just how fast it was possible to go downhill. For those with the right maps, Jeffrey Hill and the Trough of Bowland were favourites.
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Shooting flat lead slugs each at others bare legs with an old Diawa Air Pistol to see who could get the biggest bruise.
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(http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s253/Artistmike/medway.jpg)
Two ten year old boys one cold winters afternoon, after school, on a raft made over the previous week of oil-drums, driftwood and bits of rope from the foreshore; push off from the shore on their maiden voyage on the estuary of the River Medway as darkness falls and the tide ebbs........... ...................... .......... it was a very long scary night :((.....
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go from Stoke on Trent to Uttoxeter down the A50 dual carriageway, (no hard shoulder on that road) on a bicycle. yes trucks, cars vans flying by at 60mph and upwards! then I cycled back THE SAME WAY
That was done when I was in Highschool, was around 15 at the time.
fast forward a few years to 2006, I cycled to JCB to work the same way, even cutting through the (no cycles allowed) Meir tunnel instead of going over the top SCREW THAT idea!
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Reading all the crazy things that we did as kids (and got away with!)
just reminds me that todays kids aere missing out on an awful lot of
life experiences because of over-protective parents and the health and
safety 'police'
Sad!
Richard
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Very similar to Neil, ****** and weedkiller mix, but for me it was in a can buried in the ground with a fuse - **** what a bang!
And, dutch arrows, cane with cardboard flights and no control over where they went!
Set fire to a holly bush, man that scared the poo out of me, it went up big time!
Used to play on a sunken wreck lying on the shores of Coniston, how I didnt drown is beyond me.
No formulas on an open Forum please
ken
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...I remember on a YTS, we had a waste burn every so often, and as it was a next to a lake, I on several occasions would put a ******* in the fire, place it on a concrere block or two to give it elevation, ************
sometime during the burn, there was an almighty BANG as the propellant caused the ****** to explode and go off like a mortar shell, landing in the lake soon after.
No Formulas please. This is a Family Forum
ken
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To us kids in the fifties the world was a pretty
safe place. We could do all these things with
Impunity. Icannot remember any serious accidents
Until we were let loose with motorbikes and cars
A 16 year old on a Dommie 99.
I lost a few friends to the God of Speed
RIP all you guys.
Ned
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Same thing but a pipe bomb from ************, ruined my mates dad's marrow patch, but it was worth the good hiding we received from our respective parents. Also connected a loud speaker to a Hornby transformer, turn the knob, and the tone of the buzz changed, then modified the experiment by removing the Hornby transformer and going straight to the mains, spectacular bang and mains fuse blown, another thrashing and banned from ' playing with electricity'..... 8) 8) 8)
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ken
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Messed around with an old gramophone that used mains voltage and touched the wrong wire. 250 volts hurled me right across the room. Mum appeared - what's the matter? Nothing Mum - trembling from head to toe!
Colin
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That reminds me of a time, I was in the shed, pumping up a race bike tyre until it exploded ... I shook for hours afterwards!
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' Jetex"
Now that takes me back. Made a balsa boat powered by jetex tablets and ran it in mates bath. Got bored so made another and tied four bangers together and shoved them on the stern and used them as jet power from one end of the bath to the other, hit the end of bath and before we could turn it round the bangers went off and blew the flat crude balsa to bits. And made a huge black mark on the white enamel bath.
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My cousing and I got fed up with our batteries going flat so decided to plug them into a mains socket to charge them up, man did they go bang.
During the winter of 65/66 we made a toboggan and took it up the forest to ride it, the edge of the forest ended in a very steep slope which led down to the Southend Arterial Road. We hurtled down the slope shot across the road in front of a lorry, thought that was fun and did it again this time hurtling past the front of a car. Lucky both were going slow due to the deep snow. If I did that now I would not get very far, because that stretch of road is now the A406 and is like a race track.
We also made a giant catapultout of a car inner tube and some fence planks and tried to launch a rake from my garden into my cousins, five houses away. We took out the neighbours greenhouse, which cost us both a belting from our dads.
We had great fun, and I only ended up with one scar on my head from all our escapades
Brian
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When young we used to live in Malta in a block of flats, our idea of fun was to get on to the roof and walk around ther perimeter wall %%
now I cant even climb a foot stool without getting dizzy :((
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Many dangerous escapades occurred in school, the chemistry lab being a favorite place for the crack, like opening the fume cupboard and turning on the Kipps apparatus, a device for generating hydrogen sulphide (bad egg gas). This resulted in an evacuation of the whole science/workshop block for at least 2 hours. Another dangerous stunt was lighting the gas taps, sending a large flame across the bench, mixing the chemicals on the shelves around the lab walls randomly together often resulted in noxious fumes, violent reactions or wildly frothing bottles making a mess all over the place. There was no eye protection or gloves available in those days, I am surprised I wasn't horribly disfigured during these escapades, the greatest risk was getting caught and marched off to the Heads study for 6 of the best! :D :D :D
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]I'm surprised that this is still on here,...we keep getting told that this is a family orientated forum, yet here you are telling us all how to make, what is in effect a pipe bomb, %% %% %% %%....kids do come on here,
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Inventing Mountain Biking eh I hear you all cry.....Well Me and my m8 are convinced we invented mountain biking,we regularry used to push the old bikes up hte local mountains YES THE ARE STEEP and then ride down them hone and you knew dammed well if you touched the brakes you were a gonner,had the pleasure of freewheeling down most of the slpoes around here inc snowdon on a push bike.How we were never killed i will never know
Dave
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No! wullie........yer wrong again............I was telling how DANGEROUS a game I played when young......making a home made cannon............a million miles away from a pipe bomb.......S get off yer high horse....read the title of the thread again and then read my disclaimer at the bottom of the post I made.............when will you start getting your mouth and brain in sinc before you start ranting!!!
I have kids of my own, and that is why I posted the disclaimer in red.
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We used to gaffer tape 12 bore shotgun cartridges to a fence post and try to shoot the percussion cap with an air rifle..... We hit it a few times and it made an impressive bang, didn't do the fence post a lot of good though......
Mark.
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No! wullie........yer wrong again............I was telling how DANGEROUS a game I played when young......making a home made cannon............a million miles away from a pipe bomb.......S get off yer high horse....read the title of the thread again and then read my disclaimer at the bottom of the post I made.............when will you start getting your mouth and brain in sinc before you start ranting!!!
I have kids of my own, and that is why I posted the disclaimer in red.
Oh,a million miles from a pipe bomb,from where i,m sitting its one bashed other end from a pipe bomb,...but its ok you,ve put in a disclaimer in red,...Get a Grip,
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Thank you for your excellent advice Wullie. :-))
We have acted immediately and removed all Chemical Formulae in the above letters. :-))
The thread is going well with the Dangerous episodes but, Please do not give the ingredients of your explosive devises as we may have nefarious persons reading who need this type in information, or may get ideas.
Ken Churchill
Global Moderator
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This thread is beginning to look like a cyclonite cyclotrimethylene trinitramine explosion in a dulux factory. %)
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Just what I need right now
Hi Andy <*<
ken
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1) Running across Regent's Park Lake in London.
No it wasn't some religeous epiphany! - it was the very long winter of 1963 and the lake was frozen solid - well it was when my brother, mates and I started from the shore. By the time we got to the middle we stopped and realised that we were moving up and down with the ice floes. Half of us (including yours truely) ran back, and the others (including my brother) carried on. It wasn't even the narrowest section of the lake, but the wider section where the old pre-war ferry used to run.
2) Noticing the similarity of colour and texture between the cigarette ash in my dad's ashtray and gunpowder from from dud bangers.
Why I did it, I don't know (perhaps to encourage dad to give up smoking), but I stirred in a good 6d's of gunpowder into the ashtray and I then immediately forgot about it. Some time later, there was some shouting from the sitting room, dad comes rushing out through the smoke to thrust his hand under the kitchen tap!
My future was discussed.
3) Firing rockets horizontally down the street on Guy Fawkes night to see if people could move as fast - the rockets used to ricochette off the walls as well - great memories!
(still alive) Ian
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Could it be, that the most dangerous thing, all participating respondents did as a child,
was to continue using oxygen %) %) %)
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Could it be, that the most dangerous thing, all participating respondents did as a child,
was to continue using oxygen %) %) %)
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Or to be forced to drink that Gnats **** XXXX {-) {-)
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This thread is beginning to look like a cyclonite cyclotrimethylene trinitramine explosion in a dulux factory. %)
you mean like this??? (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9MAmWnOznI)
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The most dangerous thing I did, the two most, the three most dangerous things I did as a kid
at 3. Ran off for a year when I was 13 - nothing beyond saying that will escape the big blue pen so don't ask.
at 2. I used to go down to the Mains in Speke to see Virginia Bull :kiss:. To do this I truly risked life and limb as the skinhead gang there numbered about fifty thugs.
at 1. I used to sag school a lot, in the winter I came up with a cunning plan that worked repeatedly. Looking back it horrifies me. We lived in a third floor tenement (top floor) and I didn't have a key. So I would make sure the sash back window was unlatched. Later in the day I'd climb into the communal loft from the stairwell rail - traverse three blocks of flats - out through a missing slate - walk along the 7inch ledge to over my window and hang down - now the tricky bit. Whilst hanging I had to push the window down with my feet, catch my balance on tippy toe and let go with one hand and grab for the window frame, then the other hand and in I'd go. This went on and on until the day someone locked the window after I'd 'gone to school'
I've never had to fight in a war - and I think all the young lads (some underaged) who signed up went off to war and/or sea top anything we'll put here.
Dave
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Sorry .....about 50 years ago..... :embarrassed: ....similar to Neil >>:-( .....whilst enjoying chemistry & science in my first year @ high school O0.....
.... I mixed <Removed - Admin to make smoke bombs that filled our football field O0
Spent one week in hospital....after the third smoke bomb exploded in my face........back then they didn't have any aersol plastic skin spray in Wollongong....an ambulance delivered some from Sydney 50 miles north....
Sorry [Mum & Dad] ..... :kiss: ...my parents arrived home after a Sunday drive .......& asked ..."where is Derek?" >>:-( ....the answer was....."we think he is OK.....but in Hospital".... <:(
I was sorry....as my dad was very very very cross with me..... <*< ................sorry.............
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Earlier on I mentioned some of the things I did that in retrospect I wonder why I survived. Later contributions have awakened other guilty secrets.
There is also the time that my school mate and I had a supply of fireworks that he had left over from the time he didn't let all of his off after having a Roman Candle shoot sideways and blow a hole in his hand while he was shooting at a tram one Guy Fawkes night. We used the contents of the rest of his firework collection to power a pre-war AA gun model to see just how far we could fire lead shot. Jetex fuse was involved. Next doors dog (the one that liked to chase overflying Bristol Freighters) was never harmed, mostly because we never aimed that way.
I had at about the same time been presented with a pile of readers digests, one of which had an article about juvenile rocketeering, using Moderated as fuel. The boxroom decorations were never the same.
I have a vague feeling that one thing that gave my generation a feeling for self preservation was MettoyTM tinplate toys. The razor edges taught us caution. The lead in the paint might have enhanced our creative abilities. Or not.
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Dear Martin....our WEB provider & host %) how do you allow Malcom to talk about .... "Moderated as fuel" when you take the Blue pen to my posting? Derek
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I've been using a mixture of Moderated and a little Klotz oil since I was about 6 to make small explosions. I've even drank the stuff a couple of times.
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Martin, get the pen, that sounds like dope to me. We'll all be doing it tomorrow!! Heh heh.
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Two more....
4) Lead fumes....
We were fortunate as kids to have lots of playgrounds donated by Der Deutches Volk, we called them "bomrunes" whatever that meant.
One activity involved collecting lengths of the old lead sheaved electric cables from amoungst the rubble and melting the lead in an old tin can. We would spend ages stirring the mixture and clearing off the yellow oxide from the surface; don't actually remember pouring it into moulds though.
Actually found a picture of one of the sites where we carried out this activity. The old building was featured in the BBC's 1954 TV production of "1984" as Winston Smith's (Peter Cushing) home!
5) De-railing trains.....
We used to have a caravan on Romney Marsh not far from the RHD 15inch gauge railway.As an experiment we used to put pebbles on the track to see if the locomotive (1/3rd scale) could split them in half as it sped across the marsh track. It was like a scene from the French Resistance with a look-out telling us if a train was coming and then diving for cover! It never occurred to us that the train could have been damaged/derailed or that the pebbles could hit us in the eye.
See: http://www.rhdr.org.uk/
I didn’t get off Scott free with all these dangerous “experiments” – I did end up once in hospital having 17 stiches across my face after falling head first into the Regent’s Canal and landing in a bucket.
Ian
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5) De-railing trains.....
We used to have a caravan on Romney Marsh not far from the RHD 15inch gauge railway.As an experiment we used to put pebbles on the track to see if the locomotive (1/3rd scale) could split them in half as it sped across the marsh track. It was like a scene from the French Resistance with a look-out telling us if a train was coming and then diving for cover! It never occurred to us that the train could have been damaged/derailed or that the pebbles could hit us in the eye.
See: http://www.rhdr.org.uk/
I didn’t get off Scott free with all these dangerous “experiments” – I did end up once in hospital having 17 stiches across my face after falling head first into the Regent’s Canal and landing in a bucket.
Ian
Used to do the same thing with pennies on the New Brighton line, Penny on the track, hide in the bushes and await the arrival of a train, watch it rumble over the penny, and then retrieve the now much larger (but thinner) Penny from the ballast. We are talking old pennies here 8) 8) 8)
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Dear Martin....our WEB provider & host %) how do you allow Malcom to talk about .....Moderated as fuel" when you take the Blue pen to my posting? Derek
don't worry about your post being moderated derek......I didn't take offence............after all this whole post was about the danger that we as youngsters did and passing on that info to our younger generations.........so that they DIDN'T DO AS WE DID FOR SAFETY SAKE...........
however the objections came from a member who isn't enjoying himself on mayhem unless he is causing an argument and CAUSING MAYHEM...........
but I look at it this way, if he thinks that a suitable picture for his avatar is for our younger members to look at what looks like a halfnaked unshaven person that looks as though he's suffering from a hangover, then it is he that has the problem with his idea of self personification and what he wants to pass on to our younger members..............and I really don't therefore have a problem with what I post.............. %% %% %% %%
Wullie.....change your avatar...............I, FOR ONE, find it offensive and repulsive.................
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It's not even his avatar
Ned
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It's not even his avatar
Ned
that makes it even more worrying?? {-) {-) {-) {-) {-) {-) {-) {-) {-) %% %% %% %% %% %% %% %% %%
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We have plenty of Blue ink for those that cannot take the message.
Please do not push your luck with methods of Killing or Maiming people or you will be banned.
The theme was Dangerous to yourself as a Child by your actions due to lack of knowledge,
NOT due to your skill as a saboteur.
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The most dangerous thing I did, the two most, the three most dangerous things I did as a kid
at 3. Ran off for a year when I was 13 - nothing beyond saying that will escape the big blue pen so don't ask.
at 2. I used to go down to the Mains in Speke to see Virginia Bull :kiss:. To do this I truly risked life and limb as the skinhead gang there numbered about fifty thugs.
at 1. I used to sag school a lot, in the winter I came up with a cunning plan that worked repeatedly. Looking back it horrifies me. We lived in a third floor tenement (top floor) and I didn't have a key. So I would make sure the sash back window was unlatched. Later in the day I'd climb into the communal loft from the stairwell rail - traverse three blocks of flats - out through a missing slate - walk along the 7inch ledge to over my window and hang down - now the tricky bit. Whilst hanging I had to push the window down with my feet, catch my balance on tippy toe and let go with one hand and grab for the window frame, then the other hand and in I'd go. This went on and on until the day someone locked the window after I'd 'gone to school'
I've never had to fight in a war - and I think all the young lads (some underaged) who signed up went off to war and/or sea top anything we'll put here.
Dave
yes Dave ,but it's what you do as an Adult. O0 O0 {-) {-) ;D ;D :embarrassed: O0 O0
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Adult, what adult. :o :o :o
I recall a saying Big Boys with toys %) %) %) {-) {-) {-)
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When I said dope I was of course referring to the fuel used in speedway and grass track bikes and not anything illegal, so I've heard.
Jerry.
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yes Dave ,but it's what you do as an Adult. O0 O0 {-) {-) ;D ;D :embarrassed: O0 O0
Oh I see you are using the old 'adult pastimes ploy' - I'm not falling for that one Kato
No blue pen for me today!!!
As for this thread - did anyone on first seeing the title ever think it wouldn't involve chemical compounds, electrocution, and vivesection?
And now I mention it where are the vivesectionists ...........or the lads risking life and limb going egging.
I once left a cardboard box crammed with grasshoppers in a shop (the butchers I think?) ....... hee hee
Dave
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I've been using a mixture of Moderated and a little Klotz oil since I was about 6 to make small explosions. I've even drank the stuff a couple of times.
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I was hoping that was going to get moderated, that was the formula for methanol and nitromethane, which of course anyone can buy over the counter... Glow fuel {-)
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When i was about 10 yrs old back in the very early sixties me an my m8 hangin on the back of a peaload trailer an tractor on bikes an if the tractor stopped quick WELL but we never got hurt
chris
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Or to be forced to drink that Gnats **** XXXX {-) {-)
What, Irn Bru?
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Several times I knocked on doors and then ran away....so there !
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You don't happen to work for the Post Office Parcels Service do you?
Dave
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I used to make a very simple explosive with 2 then common household ingredients, the one that's safeish when still wet but goes off with a crack when it's dry. Pongs a bit too.
My mates and I would put it strategically placed on the scalextric track then have race. Go too fast in the chicane and bang, the car flys off. I didn't like it when my e-type Jag flew all the way down the attic stairs.
I also got into 6 of the best for proping up a sadistic teachers chair on matchsticks and putting some under the feet before lunch.
When he came back, he sat down, the chair went up, he ran out, I couldn't sit down for ages.
Just think of the trouble I would be in now but I can't say I regret it, he was a mean B*****
Chas
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It's not even his avatar
Ned
Your right Ned, its not,It just appeared there after the Meltdown,I know it belongs to another member, who, might not be too happy at being called repulsive,
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You could have some devilish fun there Wullie
Run a competition to find yourself a new avatar
........ having said that I'm getting used to you not being you - if you know what I mean %% {-)
Dave
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You,re right there Dave, its grown on me, but I,ll miss him when the rightful owner eventually takes it back, %% {-) {-)
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All of my family and friends know some of the dumb and stupid things I did as a youth. That's why they wouldn't let my kids have certain common items.
Regards,
Gerald.
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Hi Gerald
Kids need mischief -
and as your quote is from Heinlein, then how about
'A society that gets rid of all its troublemakers goes downhill' O0
Dave
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I used to make a very simple explosive with 2 then common household ingredients, the one that's safeish when still wet but goes off with a crack when it's dry. Pongs a bit too.
Painted around door frame after school on Friday, on basket balls in the gym and in empty inkwell in a mates desk. Results if successful = door off hinges, balls that never stop bouncing and the front off the desk, mass punishment. Grownups could be so unfair.
Jerry
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You,re right there Dave, its grown on me, but I,ll miss him when the rightful owner eventually takes it back, %% {-) {-)
Nowt wrong with that avatar Wullie....RabC lives OK ?
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What Dangerous thing did you do as a Child?
My little sister and I played inside a of a car for three hours parked outside the hospital while
my mother, who drove us there, had her thumb sewn back on in the emergency room.
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I used to love tree climbing.
A favourite trick was to hang from a long low branch and work your way out to the end so as to bring the tip (and me) to the ground. It certainly taught you about 'Stress of materials' and structural weakness in thin wood. :}
ken
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Nowt wrong with that avatar Wullie....RabC lives OK ?
Yer right, he has that lived in look,and he,s happily married, and his wife does,nt find him ..Offensive or Repulsive,
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Rab C said
'I'll sail this ship alone' and that's why you don't see him on Mayhem O0
Dave
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Hi Gerald
Kids need mischief -
and as your quote is from Heinlein, then how about
'A society that gets rid of all its troublemakers goes downhill' O0
Dave
Hi Dave,
My Kids did get into mischief, Its just with them having heard about some of my adventures they thought up some of there own, which fortunatly didn't risk life limb and property as much as mine did. Some I added and abeted in (keeping of snakes and reptiles while the wife worked at summer camp) others they did on there own.
Gerald.
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I crashed my tricycle (!) into a hedge at high speed when four or thereabouts ... and I came home bawling, not because I'd hurt myself, but because the trike was in two parts, one in each hand, dragged behind me ... in the accident a solid three inch weld between the front bit and the back axle just ripped apart. How I avoided broken bones (and worse) was a constant wonder to my folks. {-)
Andy
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I remember running down a slope near a golf couse that was not properly fenced.
A wire caught me under the chin.
I was very lucky to be only knocked off my feet and concussed and not be beheaded.
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Got a local girl in the family way when i was 15 dangerous thing was she was the local policemans daugther one horse town.Mind you still paying for it with her grand kids 40 odd years later
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I was really into bugs when i was a kid, and the high point of that was catching bees with my bare hands. I don't know what i was thinking.
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What you did was not as stupid as one might think,there are bees that don,t have any sting,my pals and I did the same thing when we were young, we called them fogies and they had yellow on there head,and we caught them with our bare hands,then tied very light thread around their middle and let them go,but we still had control,...".control line flying",but if this was tried today, we,d probably get done for cruelty to small creatures,
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What you did was not as stupid as one might think,there are bees that don,t have any sting,my pals and I did the same thing when we were young, we called them fogies and they had yellow on there head,and we caught them with our bare hands,then tied very light thread around their middle and let them go,but we still had control,...".control line flying",but if this was tried today, we,d probably get done for cruelty to small creatures,
But did they lead you to the honey? :-)) :-)) :-))
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I suspect Wullie has kept a string of Honey's in his time, but I don't believe he's never been stung {-)
That reminds me of a long hot afternoon in The Brickwall Inn's beer garden. Our table was besieged by wasps but fortunately we had quite a few empty pint pots. Between us we caught about thirty wasps in the small spaces between the upturned glasses. Our's was a table full of hot trapped and very angry wasps when we left, and I've always wondered just what the poor pot lad did when he finally came out to clear the garden's tables. That's another closed pub by the way <:( ........ Burtonwood Ales, Top hat Bitter it was - wonder if that's still made?
Dave
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Top Hat bitter,is there such a beer,....The only bitter i can remember was Courage or that Tetley p***...it became drinkable once we added a barley wine to it, {-) {-) {-) {-)
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When I was a lad, a barley wine always went into my last pint of the night - just to be absolutely sure I was done for the night.
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Depends how you define dangerous :}
I stepped out of the front door of my house but always made it back home !!
Or Accidentally :police: shooting out the passanger window of an unoccupied car with a Steel BB rifle in Tuscon.. Not so dangerous at first for me but was when My dad got hold of me. :-))
And In my defence I would like to say that I was aiming at a cardboard target on a corrugated bin, bullet went through the card hit the bin ricocheted and hit formentioned window..melawd 8)
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When I was 7 going on 8 it was about 1945, the war was over and the school I went to was close to a goods yard and railway sidings and repair area. They must have stretched for nearly a mile.
There had been anti aircraft guns there and also ammunition was loaded and unloaded. It was easy to get in and finding trophies was the thing.
The Police would regularly come along to the school and do a "search". This usually involved them leaving with hand grenades, ammunition, .303 bullets and 20mm(?) cannon shells. Personally I, thankfully, was "chicken".
Nobody I knew was daft enough to try and explode anything but there was a case in the local paper of a .303 bullet being clamped in a vice and hit with a hammer until it exploded. I assume it was reported on the hospital accident report afterwards.
Later in life I learned to shoot rifle and was good at it but I never liked it.
regards Roy
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At about twelve a guy encouraged me to have a go with his shotgun
as a result a Seagull got winged - this meant I then had to finish the job manually.
I've never shot at anything since - it isn't that I'm anti gun sport, but I don't want to see
something drop out of the sky forever that was so beautiful a few seconds before.
Dave
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:-)) totally agree.
Roy
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I have enjoyed shooting as a sport since I was a youth and was taught that if you were going to shoot an animal it had better be because you wanted it for food. I always remember a acquaintance who was caught killing crows, his father made him clean and pluck them. His mom cooked them and while the rest of his family had Ham for supper he had to literally eat crow.
Regards,
Gerald.
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Its just as well it was,nt Rooks that he,d shot,..they are only edible at a certain time of the year, ....when they are called Branchers,i.e.fledglings that can,t fly,after they have flown and eaten their first meal they become in-edible,
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A friend and I used to climb upon freight trains waiting to continue their trip in front of a signal.
As they startet and speed up the first one to jump of the train was the looser.
Regards Stephan
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Roy and the ammo - during the war, the park where I now sail was fitted with an anti-aircraft battery to discourage the Luftwaffe from either bombing Preston dock or mining the Ribble estuary. According to the Friends of Fairhaven (the park and lake) archivist, a (then) schoolboy "explored" the site, "found" an AA shell and decided to explore its possibilities. This consisted of walloping it with something solid. It seems they never found all the bits.
Stavros - I can but take off my hat for your mountain bike exploits. My nearest was on the Trough of Bowland - nowhere near as big a descent, and a real road, but when one of the rear brake blocks decided to part company near the top, it was pure adrenaline from then on. Especially when I noted an early Mini in front of me, also going downhill. As I had a good view of his speedo coming up (down?) behind him, I figured that I had broken the 48mph barrier just before I passed him. No way was I going to try using just the front brake at that speed. I freewheeled on to the next T junction, about a mile and a half. Why do we think we are immortal when we are 15?
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As Wullie said, only the young birds are tasty http://www.wartimehousewife.com/2010/04/dont-rook-now/
Is it really true you can bake a hedgehog, wrapped in clay, under a camp fire?
Dave
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Baking Hedgehogs!, yes its true Dave,my late father came here,as a POW,in 1946,and i can remember as a child,him, covering a hog with wet clay, putting it in a hole in the ground on top of burning wood embers ,then loading more red hot embers on top, after a while he removed the now hard ball of clay, and on splitting it open, the hedghog was cooked to perfection,the spikes were stuck to the clay revealing the cooked meat underneath,what it tasted like,I don,t know, as he was the only one who ate it, as me and my mum, were in shock,
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As Wullie said, only the young birds are tasty http://www.wartimehousewife.com/2010/04/dont-rook-now/
Is it really true you can bake a hedgehog, wrapped in clay, under a camp fire?
Dave
I don't know about hedgehogs, but we do have porcupine over here, but it is considered "bad form" to kill them. They are one of the few animals in the bush that some one lost could kill and eat. I have had partridge that was clay baked in a campfire and it sure beat the store bought chicken that we had brought with us. One of my cousins used to regularly serve fried frogs legs and no they didn't taste like chicken.
Regards,
Gerald.
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Putting a shotgun shell in the fire to see what would happen, need I say more. Putting .22 bullets in envelopes & hitting them with a hammer, not much left of the envelope & have lived to tell the tale. Last but not least, putting unslaked lime in HP sauce bottles & adding water, putting the cork on fast & trowing it in the river to stun the trout, makes quite a bang & must be thrown very fast if you don't want to loose your hand. Mick B.
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My Father was a keen wildfowler, and as a lad I would often accompany him on his trips out to secure Sunday lunch (goose, duck, pheasant, whatever he saw he shot and we ate) At the tender age of nine I was shown how to shoot with his 12 bore ("no sense mucking about with a toy gun, boy...you won't hit nothing with that")
Suffice it to say that on my first attempt, and being excited at being allowed to use Father's gun, I pulled both triggers at once.
I remember going past him at a rate of knots, airborne and upside down, still clinging on to his prized shotgun. I gave up shooting after that...
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I remember going past him at a rate of knots, airborne and upside down, still clinging on to his prized shotgun. I gave up shooting after that...
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There is another tale of one of Father's wildfowling exploits, involving a ME109 and a rather irritated German pilot...but I wasn't there then, wasn't even born.
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"Don't give your name Pike!"
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Putting a shotgun shell in the fire to see what would happen, need I say more. Putting .22 bullets in envelopes & hitting them with a hammer, not much left of the envelope & have lived to tell the tale. Last but not least, putting unslaked lime in HP sauce bottles & adding water, putting the cork on fast & trowing it in the river to stun the trout, makes quite a bang & must be thrown very fast if you don't want to loose your hand. Mick B.
Mick are you related to "Mick Dundee"? We used to do similar but we called the lime "Quick Lime", we used preserving/canning jars, you put the lime in the jar with some rocks poked some holes in the lid slid it over board and rowed or paddled like crazy.
Regards,
Gerald.
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When I was a kid living near Halifax in the 60's we used to go down to a fairly isolated shoreline and play with piles of cordite that had washed up from what I assume a wartime wreck.
We learned from the bigger kids that it burned really well. No injuries that I remember but it probably wouldn't be the same these days. :-)
We also had the real lawn darts and the first thing someone did was throw them as high as they good straight up.
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Walking round the rim of a hot tar pot you know the sort, fire at the bottom and iron wheels about 4 feet high and slipping in up to my neck i must have looked a bit like Frank Spencer i know my Nan had a hell of a job cleaning me up not to mention her front room carpet. The more my grandad paddled me the more the black stuff went round the room,the wall paper, the furniture,the curtains .need i go on but on reflection i could have drowned in that thing.!!! splasher 1 {:-{
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Gerald it was grandfather that showed me how to do it, we also used Brillcream jars because the glass was thick & it built up more pressure before it exploded. My Grandfather was the consumate poacher, he knew every trick in the book & a good few that were not there too. He even knew how to snare pheasant. Rabbits & Hares were a breeze for him. The question of it being legal or non legal made no difference to him, it all tasted good when cooked. From all that training I still have a slight bit of larceny in my soul, he lived to be 94 too. I am sure there was a big recovery in wildlife in our neighbourhood after he was gone.R.I.P. Mick B.
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I aquired a copy of the Anarchists cookbook in my early teens.... Ill say no more other than it's pure luck I still have all my fingers, eyes etc :o