They make the best apple pie crust. Nyum Nyum
I looked all through this thread and no one mentioned this
Not from my childhood, but from my teens.
Who knows who this is?
Who knows who this is?
I disagree with compulsory sports at school. I hated it. I was much happier tinkering on a lawnmower or motorbike or riding my bicycle.
At one first team rugby match as a spectator I was chatting to my mate who also didn't want to be there and I got a rugby ball in my face, then another time I was playing hockey and got hit on the shin with a hockey ball. It swelled up in seconds to the size of half a hockey ball on my shin.
After that I took the consequences of bunking sports.
After a few cannings my Deputy Head Master asked me why I was coming to see him so often. I told the truth I couldn't stand it and after that I just got warnings.
At one first team rugby match as a spectator I was chatting to my mate who also didn't want to be there and I got a rugby ball in my face, then another time I was playing hockey and got hit on the shin with a hockey ball. It swelled up in seconds to the size of half a hockey ball on my shin.
After that I took the consequences of bunking sports.
After a few cannings my Deputy Head Master asked me why I was coming to see him so often. I told the truth I couldn't stand it and after that I just got warnings.
... I use Tennis Biscuits more often than not 
I looked all through this thread and no one mentioned this
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Yes and so did I when I was a little girl. "Have you got your hanky?" my Mom would always ask before we went out,
Boys did too. Maritzburg College had a ruling that all students carry two handkerchiefs, one in your top blazer pocket, (a Gentleman always carried one for ladies use), and another in a trouser pocket for your own use. (mine was more often than not used for ink spills, remembering that we had Fountain Pens back in ye day).
Still have a stash of my Grandma's handkerchiefs, and I have one of my own in my right front pocket every day of my life, I never leave home without it.
To my eyes this just sounds so wrong.
I don't remember Fruit Punch and the green one, which I assue is mint.
Which was your favourite? Buttermilk for me!
Cola, punch, buttermilk... in that order. That black monster wanted to break my teeth, every time.
You are over 60 if you remember these!
These were YUM!
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