There used to be a lot more snow when I was young in the 1960's.
This was me, aged about 7, and my sisters building a snowman in our back garden.
We still had coal fires then, the gas central heating hadn't arrived yet, so we used coal for the face and the coat buttons.... and toilet paper for a scarf to keep the snowman warm.
Check out that classic imitation sheepskin coat I was wearing. I wish I still had a balaclava to keep me warm in winter...
It was the year my middle sister got a new bicycle for Christmas - a Raleigh if I recall.
She and my elder sister mastered it, my mum not so much.
I got a toy gun instead - tut, tut, tut, tut - got you!
And then a first look at the cow field from the upstairs front bedroom.
That field became my patch, my territory, my gangsta paradise.
There are so many tales to tell of what went on in the cow field.
Stay tuned for the next episode of my childhood...
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