I was a child from the 1970's so we didn't have all the stuff kids have nowadays. We had games consoles but they were a basic 'ping pong' tennis game, the Internet was unheard of and if someone had suggested it to us it would have sounded like a scene from 'Space 1999' or 'Buck Rogers'.
We made our own entertainment back then with a few toys chucked in. My favourite was my 'Sindy' doll. I preferred her to Barbie, in fact I think Sindy was actually more popular during the 1970's. I would play with my Sindy collection for hours and my Brothers Action Man was her boyfriend, of course my Brother never knew this...he would not have been at all impressed.
(Me, my Sindy and two of my Brothers)
As well as Sindy dolls I had a huge collection of baby dolls too. My favourite was Tiny Tears who actually cried when you fed her water. I had a bit of a sick sense of humour so if I filled my baby's bottle with blackcurrant she would cry red tears which would stain her face and Mum would freak out. I had my dolls right up until I started secondary school and then I reluctantly gave them to my cousin, but not because I wanted to stop playing with them it was because Mum said I was a bit old for dolls, plus I was worried about anyone finding out at 'Big school'.
(Me and my Tiny Tears)
My Mum was a firm believer in 'Kids being kids' and she would let us play out in the garden and totally wreck it with Mud pies, filling up lemonade bottles with Mums rose petals, riding our bikes on her grass, making dirt tracks with toy cars all over her flower beds.
(Me and my eldest Brother - Check out the old lemonade bottles, we had a lemonade Man back then who delivered our pop)
Mum never worried that we would finish the day looking like we had never seen a bath before. Mum encouraged us to be adventurous with our imaginations. And besides, we scrubbed up pretty well...
although check out my Brothers muddy knees!
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