Its funny the things you remember. I recall that whole evening so clearly, despite only being 6 at the time, it was about 6.30pm in the evening, sitting in the bath, the sky turning as dark as night, thunder rumbling in from the distance and my Dad recording Dancing Queen by Abba from the charts onto a tape ! lol
Originally Posted by: Gusty
Absolutely it's the funny things you remember.
I was 4 and a half years old, and the only two memories of that summer I have were:
1) Our family holiday to Devon (two lots of family friends lived down there). I remember it being hot and sunny every day and always going to the beach. The friends we were staying with had two tortoises and, at a big get-together at their house one evening, we all sat in a circle clutching a lettuce leaf, tortoises in the middle of the circle, trying to tempt one of the tortoises by waving it. If it ate your leaf, you won! Secondly, we went fishing to a reservoir (Squabmoor, if anyone knows the area) and it being really, really low. I couldn't appreciate this - until we went back a couple of years later, and it looked totally different: it was full. Sadly, my dad's mate whose house it was, drowned 2 years later after a speedboat accident at Exmouth.
2) There was a stand pipe at the end of our road, and I remember me and my best mate getting bollocked off the cranky bloke outside whose house it was, for mucking about with it (ie, wasting precious water!)
Don't remember the breakdown, though.
I'd love to experience another 1976 (or 1995/2003/2006!) summer.
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