“Been feeling nostalgic for the golden olden days..The ones before the Xboxies and the Nintendos, before the office cubicles and the piles of paper work, before the sun and the moon and the longest of days running about wild and free and full of ideals… Remember when we used to climb the trees, remember the long walks home through the park after school, running rampant through the streets as the sun went down, the ball up against the kerb outside the Chinese takeaway…Oh to be running again through the bushes down the ravine! Through the crystal glades and the long grass! A simpler time for a simple version of myself… Sieg Heil!Sieg Heil!Sieg Heil!” – Adolf Hitler
Did you used to amuse yourself as a child by hanging around in abandoned fridges?
Are you glad that your childhood’s over or would you return to that carefree state of being if you could?
Do we over-romanticise our childhood experience? Why do they matter so much if they only form less than 10% of our lives (assuming you’re not hip enough to die young)?
Will you be adding an old fridge to your Christmas wish list this year?