Growing up in Scotland 

I live you in Scotland and we have an ice cream van that is absent most of summer but is here nearly every day of winter which was fun growing up.

I grew up in 1950s and 1960s west Texas. We had bbq, ice cream, and snow cone trucks. My brother and I would hunt the alleyways for empty coke bottles which were redeamable for 3 cent or later 5 cents. We were pretty much outside all the time too, barefooted, shirtless. We'd play ten step which is a street football game, play cops and robbers, army, or pirates. And we spent a lot of time imagining ourselves in the stories of the Saturday matinee from the treehouse we built in my back yard.

I related to everything in this video apart from getting a feast for a pound haha, I'm Scottish too and I was born in 2003 so when I was younger (about age 6-11) I always went outside to play with my friends, we'd go down to the park, or we'd go to spar and buy a little picnic and eat it at the park, if there was an ice cream van blaring it's haunting tune, we'd all run to try and find it. We'd all have to be home when the streetlights turned on, or no later that 8:30. At primary school life was like paradise, that's where everyone met their friends that would probably last them all through primary and maybe even secondary. I was friends with everyone in my class from p1 up to p7, when we left primary school... it wasn't just our village who went to the secondary school, there was a village about 10 miles away who didn't have a secondary school so they came to our academy aswell. I am still in academy now and I have made so many new friends. Now if we are going out (like when you were younger you used to "play") we hop on the train and we all go into town to do some shopping, or watch a movie and grab a bite to eat. Sometimes we might even go to watch Aberdeen win at Pitodrie!😏😏 I'm so happy that I get to grow up in Scotland because I don't think I'd change it for the world💙⚪️💙⚪️💙

Fun! I grew up in the country in the Middle of Nowhere, Oklahoma on 3 acres of woods and my nearest neighbor was half a mile away. I was the only child in the home. I practically LIVED outside by myself, from sunrise to sunset in the summers when school was out. I was a major tomboy and LOVED climbing trees, playing in the dirt, finding animals and bugs in the woods, etc. I was a very imaginative, introverted kid and could entertain myself for HOURS. I was never bored. I broke all kinds of bones falling out of trees, and I think my 3rd grade teacher must have thought my parents beat me or something. hahaha My hair and clothes were always a mess, my best friends were the shetland sheepdogs (and their puppies) that my parents raised, and I absolutely would NOT have had it any other way!!! Sometimes my dad would make a little campfire in the firepit, which was right outside their bedroom window, and I would get to have my own little summer campouts in the lawn chairs by the fire. lol When I was really little, before I started school, my mom and I inve ted this silly game called "Mushroom Alert," where we went outside walking through the woods looking for these big round mushrooms that grew there. When we found one, we shouted "MUSHROOM ALERT!!! MUSHROOM ALERT!!!" and would step on the mushroom to release a cloud of spores so we could make fairy rings. Lol It's silly and simplistic, but one of my fondest childhood memories. I'm actually taking her on Mother's Day this year to get matching mushroom tattoos together. ❤

I live in Scotland and am still only young but I remember going out to play at the park or even though I'm in high school me and my friends still play "curby" and football, basketball or rounders outside until well after dark. We go to the bakery at lunch time too! It's great fun!!!

I was a kid in the 80's who grew up mainly on military bases around the whole US. My dad served in the US Navy for 30 years. We also spent all of our time outside and I definitely remember the ice cream truck with the "lullaby" playing every summer. Wish we had had a "fish n chips" van - that sounds amazing! You mentioned how the street lamps turning on was your sign it was time to head home. On a military base, it was always the sound of the national anthem playing that called us home. It would play over loudspeakers that were heard from EVERY corner of the base. Its tradition a base to raise the US flag at sunrise and lower it a sunset. It was always a "little ceremony" where sailors in uniform would come out and raise/lower the flag while the Star Spangled Banner played in the background. When the music started, everyone would have to stop what they were doing immediately and stand at attention, hand over heart, men taking off the caps, etc while the ceremony took place for about 5 mins. Once the music stopped, we knew it was time to run home quick because dinner would be waiting. Could never get away with being late cuz Mom would hear the music playing too!! lol!

My favorite from the ice cream van were the Dreamcicles: a half vanilla cream half orange cream popcicle. Oh...and watch out for that 'brain freeze'. 🤣

So much the same as it was for me, but my Dad was a milkman and got up early, so he was home when we got home from school. He would stand on the front porch and WHISTLE for me. The entire neighborhood knew when it was time for our dinner!

You’ve pretty much described my childhood in the late 70’s - early 80’s. Granted here in America I never saw a fish-n-chips van, I would have loved that! We usually put our “rope swings” over a nearby lake, and swung “Tarzan style” into the water. We also chased the ice-cream truck, and had to be home by the time the street lamps came on. Two different things that stand out in my memories of growing up were; we would build “soapbox derby cars” out of wooden boxes, old wagons, broken skateboards and pretty much anything we could scavenge wheels off of. Put them together into a kind of make-shift go-cart without an engine, then race them down the biggest hill in the neighborhood; which usually ended up in a spectacular crash at the bottom of the hill. We also collected glass bottles from anywhere we could find them, to bring back for the “return” (got 0.05 each if memory serves) to get our summer pocket money. As a kid, I lived down the road to a minor league baseball field in Sykesville Maryland; so we would take our “bottle return money”, go watch baseball and gorge ourselves on soda, hot dogs, and “Atomic fireballs”. (A very hot-n-spicy candy.) :)

oh my god! i miss the one pound banquets... and aye the street light curfew, being a kid back then was awesome, ( i grew up in the 00's)

I'm from Livi too and the head out the door + screaming a name is like the anthem of the town.

Grew up in a Mexican neighborhood in California. we had the ice truck too, but we also had the pan van (Mexican pastries) and the palleta man, which was a dude on a big tricycle that had a freezer built on it, which held Mexican popsicles, and of course the Mexican corn guy too!

Growing up in America (Pennsylvania) was very similar to what you describe. I love that our similarities in this world, are greater than our differences. Btw...you are too adorable :)

Growing up in Alaska, we spend most of out time ourdoors. Our closest neighbors were a few miles down the road. So when my brothers and I weren't out chopping up cords of wood, we fished and hunted a lot. But we lived beside a lake, so in the summer we would go swimming and build a ramp on the dock to jump our bicycles out into the water. In the winter, we would build some awesome snow forts and tunnel systems through the deep snow drifts. When we came back inside to warm up by the fireplace, mom would make us hot cocoa (with marshmallows of course)...

I'm from Canada, we'd have Ice Cream trucks but we also had something called a Dickie-Dee and it was a guy on a bike (with a bell) with the front part that's a freezer and they sold all sorts of ice cream snacks!

I should have added in my first post, that one of my favorite memories when I was a child was watching the fireflies (we called them “lightening bugs) light up a vacant field during the summer months. Imagine an early evening, visiting a friend or relative who lived in a rural area, and sitting on a porch, drinking lemonade (the real stuff), and looking out into an open field and seeing thousands of twinkling yellow lights. These were the lightening bugs, putting on a show. I’ve not seen that show in decades.

Sounds like y'all had a lot of fun growing up. Thank you for sharing!

I relate so much to all of this 😊

I live in Canada, and during the winters I'd build igloos on the mountain and smaller snowmen on the front yard with my brother, and if it was not raining or snowing I'd play lots of tag and run around with the other kids, but rainy days were my favorite cause I could go into the forest after lunch and watch the owl and her babies, and I could look at deer, bears, squirrels, or go to the farmland and see the horses, and coyotes but during the summer I could go in the stream in the forest with the other kids and eat ice cream from the corner shop

I grew out in the country in Arkansas... so I didn't have access to the ice cream truck... or to even playing w/other kids much. My brother & I did the swing thing out in the hay barn when it was raining. Hangin it from a rafter.... fallin into a big pile of loose hay at the bottom of the stacked bales. We would take blankets and take naps out there on rainy days too. All these years later... I still almost spell the hay. :-) Ice Cream trucks in the US... to back to the 50's. My kids got to experience them as they unfortunately grew up in town. Wish they too could have grown up in the country like their dad & I did. Different world.... playin Frisbee or Baseball down the driveway til Mom called us to Supper(which to us is our evenin meal bout 5 o'clock).... and the badminton net fixed to the house & telephone pole... (couldn't get away with THAT in town.. lol.

Ah I love hearing about what life was like growing up in other parts of the world. Good Topic. I grew up in Diamond Bar, CA which, at the time, was a small town. We had ice cream trucks, which sold candy and ice cream and Helm Bakery trucks which sold fresh bread, donuts, muffins, etc... Growing up in Diamond Bar when I was a kid was interesting, TV reception was terrible, but we always something to do. My neighbors up the street raised cattle and every year they would drive them down our street to another field to graze. Some of my friends had horses and would ride them to school, instead of taking the bus or driving a car.

I grew up in the U.S. State of Maryland. Pretty much same rules about going out and street lights. We have ice cream and snowball trucks that come around. I was a little Tomboy, I loved touch American Football, ride bikes, get up early on Saturday morning, dress and hang out with a few friends, walk to the Inner Harbor. During Summer, I would swim, have sleepovers that brought Mom to the door every 10 minutes to tell us to quiet down. If we went to visit relatives in West Virginia, we would run up to the road and roll all the way down the hill, go crawdad hunting in the creek, at night me and my cousins would catch lightning bugs and lay down on the ground and look at the stars. There were no Street lights in the rural area. so, the stars looked like you could reach out and grab one. Back in Maryland, my Dad and his friends would take a boat fishing and crabbing...so, almost every night during the Summer we had CRABS and corn or Crab Soup or Crab Cakes....I loved being a kid here....

We grew up in the stix. Mom used a cowbell to call us in for vittles. Pop kept us busy working for the most part, but some days we could escape and run the woods like a couple of feral dogs. We didn't have an Ice Cream Man come by, but if we were especially good, we could have a Yoo-Hoo from the country store a half hour drive away. That and all the wild blackberries we could eat when they got ripe. Pop hung a tire swing in an old tree for us. That was cool. Thanks for reminding me that life was really good back then.

I live in Glasgow, and like everything is true, being out late, climbing up the tree, scooters, bikes, split heads open, broken arms, wrist and when all of our mum shouted our name that meant it was time ahah, such a good video!

our house was always the house all the kids hung out at. we lived in the country on my gramps farm. we played football and baseball and at dusk flashlight tag,if we got hungry grama always had cookies and home made icecream or brownies . we would help grampa bale straw in the summer and make a maze all the way threw it and see if everybody could find their way threw. fun times. great video thanks for bring back great memories

We lived in Libya for a few years and my brother & I would frequently go scorpion hunting. Knowing she had 2 very active boys, my mom kept a vial of antivenin in the refrigerator. We lived about 300 meters away from the coast near a beach that was restricted for foreigners and went there almost every day we weren't in school. One time on the way there, we found a cave at the sharp volcanic rocky edge near the beach that was accessible only by diving down about a meter and swimming through a 2 meter long tunnel. It opened up to a small area that had a fist sized hole to the top where light & air came through. There was only about a half meter air space from the top. Every now and then a large wave would fill the space. Yep, it became our secret underwater hangout. I think back and wonder how we survived.

Growing up in East Texas, we had the ice cream truck during the summer, and we also had the rope swings. We would also use the rope swings to go over to the pond and when we got over the water we would jump in.

Born and raised on Long Island , NY and I love that no matter where you came from most of the experiences are the same! You make me miss those fun ol times ❤️

Grew up in the 90's in Aberdeenshire. During the winter at my primary school, we used to use plastic bags and go down this steep hill.

I grew up in Detroit, Michigan and it was all about having wheels. As soon as you had your first set of wheels, freedom called you. I got my first Big Wheel at the age of 4.

I remember these things exactly how you say when I was younger. I was in Aberdeenshire and honestly this video gave me great nostalgia 😊😊

I just discovered Tammy/Mosco/WSL but I think this might be my favorite v-log of hers. I felt like a 10 year-old watching it. And since I am her father's age (give or take) it really hit me hard.

You are much younger than I am (by decades), but my experience was very similar. We played outside until dinner, then my mom would either yell for us (we were usually down the street at the playground) or, she would send our dog out to fetch us. If the dog had a bandana around her neck, it was time to come home for dinner. We would play outside until dark, and would be home when the street lights came on. The exception to that was weekends, or holidays and vacations. Then, we would spend the whole night out (until 10 or so). How much kids these days miss out on the little things in life!!!

I used to love making den's with my friends. People in the scheme's always left rubbish out in the streets, so we'd get like an old sofa and a bunch of other crap, take it into a forest and find an open area with a big tree. That's where we'd have out swing, then somebodies mum or dad would buy like a 12 pack of cola with crisps packets and stuff and we'd hang out there till the sofa got waterlogged or ruined. A legend of a granny would always hit out with the ice poles as well, actual brilliant man. miss those days...

Amazing story. People all over the world have the same experience growing up. You be great at writing book, or movie/TV show scripts for an international audience! I think people would understand/ relate and enjoy what you write. Oh yeah I had a few of those experience. We climbed trees but no tire swings or fish and chips trucks. We did have the Ice Cream trucks though.

I miss the chippy vans, they were such a revelation when I first moved here. I love that we still have vans with fish being sold on the streets. As a child I was brought up in a village down south and there was never much to do except go out and play outdoors, and during certain times of the year we would go fruit picking, plums and apples etc which mum would make into jams. I guess we were also on the dawning of the computer age so having a computer was a rare thing but when we finally did get one we were still out and about so it was a mix of running around woods pretending to be robin hood or whom ever and in the evenings playing some game on an 8 bit computer lol

Video games and cartoons filled out a good portion of my childhood, though my mom would often send my sister and I outside. We spent that time riding bikes, chasing the ice cream van and playing pretend with other kids. In the summer my family would go to rock quarry near the lake and climb rocks.

I grew up the same way You did I played in the rain .I also played in the Snow and we did not come in till My Dad called and we played even when the lights went off lol.its was good times.We also had a tarzan swing the swing was over a river or a pond..We stood on a branch and swang into the river and or lake or pond.I remember the ice cream van.I grew up in the States and still live in the states.I am looking into visiting Scotland and Mayby Moving to Scotland oh and your accent is Awsome!!

Had a lot of the same experiences here in the states as a youth. Good times they we're!

You legit just described my childhood. A miss those days man😩

I was a kid in the 80s, grew up where i still live in the North East coast of Scotland. Grew up first in Rosehearty then in Sandhaven about a mile and a half away from Rosehearty and spent six years in the Highlands at a school there, we didn't have a chippy van but we did have an ice cream van. I didn't play with other kids very often due to being bullied constantly for being poor, quiet and different. I only had one childhood friend. I remember how a single quid could get you a bag or two of 10p crisps like the delicious tomato flavour Bensons crisps and a bag of cheese and tomato puffs and you would still have enough left over for a chocolate car and a wee carton or bottle of juice. Now you can barely get bugger all for a quid, 30p for a bloody Freedo or a Chomp, sodding rip off. Playing outside until it got dark, hearing your mum, usually unless you didn't have a mum, calling out "SUPPER!" and running inside. Part of me misses those days, well not the bullying but I do miss other parts.

i love being Scottish all the Scottish people ken wit am oan aboot eh

I'm Scottish and I'm still little but I do the same things as you Mosco. It's great to have a RU-vidr from your country.

Sounds like you had a great childhood!

Here in California in the 80s, it was outside on bikes and skateboards. We would build sick jumps (ramps) out of what ever was around. When it was time for dinner, my mom usually have drag me home

I grew up in Germany and my childhood was actually quite similar to yours. But we didn't tie a rope to a tree. We had a big willow nearby and we used to braid and knot its branches to build big swings out of them. 😄

Oh my goodness I am from the USA and I grew Up just like you except no fish and chips trucks but we did have lunch wagons .But You know what's funny? I am 70 years old so I guess as much as some things have changed some things are still the same and that's comforting. Love Your Channel and your such fun. The only lace I ever wanted to visit was Scotland but it never worked out. Keep up the good work.

We were poor growing up Fish n' chips off the van was a real treat, usually got it only once a week.

When the street lights came on it was time to go home, it was the same on Long Island, New York where I grew up !!!

Grew up in the states living many places. One of my favs was a small town in the mountains of Arkansas. Everyone knew each other which was cool most of the time, but we couldn't get by with anything because everyone knew our mother. We lived on the end of a small street, and my older brother was interested in tennis. So we created our own court using the street light as the line we drew with chalk for a make believe net. We could play out there after dinner until the light came on and the bats started swooping down at us. Then it was time to go inside. Other times we would play and hit balls into the empty field across the road and then go looking. Until we discovered snakes in there. Fun times.

I grew up in the 70's and early 80's in East Tennessee (USA), an area settled by a lot of Scottish immigrants. Everything you described (other than the van selling fish and chips) sounds just like when I grew up back then. My mother had a school bell (imagine an old school marm from the 1800's with a bell) that she'd ring when dinner was ready and for my sisters and I to come home. I still have that bell to this day. :)

Wow that sounds like an epic childhood! In Hawaii most people barely have back yards the size of a garage (mine included) so I would mostly ride my scooter back and forth on the concrete and be limited to around the house

Everything you said is basically growing up in Ireland. Minus the chippie vans, I never knew they drove through estates. When it was time for us to go in for dinner, my mother could be heard from the top of the estate right to the next feckin town her voice is that loud! I miss those days

I was born in the 70's & grew up during the 80's. I lived in various places in the U.S. because my father was in the Air Force. (I missed going over seas for various reasons). I experienced everything you said except for the "Chips" truck & going up under passes. We had Ice Cream trucks but I was hardly ever able to buy anything from them, My mom would buy ice cream or popsicles from the BX (Base Exchange) store. Kids at that time played outside ALOT more back then.

You've really got some good childhood memories. I grew up similar and we do have icecream trucks in the U.S.. A pound (dollar here) use to get you something, not anymore. Kids nowadays are just missing out. It's a shame that things have changed and not for the better. I think things were better before the internet and cell phones. On the bright side, I can watch your videos now( yay internet!).

Ahh I'm for Scotland and is a child now and we still do most of these things

Thanks for reminding me of rope swings. We had one that swung out over a valley so when the swing was at its furthest extent out, you'd be about 20 feet from the ground. It was at that point the rope snapped with my mate on it. He fell the 20 feet then tumbled the rest of the way down to the burn about another 30 feet and into the water. He broke both arms and totally soaked. Oh! what a laugh that was :)

My childhood in a village in Germany was similar, but me and my friends loved doing role plays where we could be whatever we liked. We were busy all day being all kinds of things like witches, police officers or whatever. Sadly the local ice cream truck never went near my street, but my family always had ice cream in our freezer.

My life I am 12 and I am from Scotland near Loch Ness but I really want to live in Skye I just discovered your channel and love it

in the state on NJ we only had the ice cream truck in the summer we just had to be home but dark no street lights where I was but you knew when you could not see the ball it was time to go home.

My mum and dad always tell me and my sisters about when they were younger and it sounds so much more fun than now. Being 15 I stay indoors a lot cause there's nobody out that I know whereas back 15-18 years ago just before I was born, my mum would be out all the time cause there'd be a ton of other kids around. It's weird how time has changed.

I also had to come home when the street lights went on, or when the whistle of the shipyard sounded. The latter because about 10 minutes later hundreds of dockworkers passed by on their bikes.

Grew up in California in the '90s. There was a long sloping entry road behind a grocery store, and we would take shopping carts and ride them (inside the cart) downhill straight at a concrete wall, jumping out at the last second before it crashed. It was like a competition. No helmets or pads or anything. Just the youthful certainty that we were all immortal, and fortunately never had to find out otherwise.

i actually grew up in the australian outback. my perents ranted a farm house cause it was all we could afford and it was great. i never ran down and played with other kids because i would have to walk like half an hour to get to the next house over but i used to walk though the paddock and go exploring. we also had a huge river behind us with a sandy bank so it was like our own private beach. we also when i was like 8 me and my brother had our own car to drive around the paddocks, we would drive it for ages.

that sounds kind of similar to us only we weren't in town so there weren't any shops or anything near our house, but we definitely made swings and climbed trees and ran around a lot.

I grew up with pretty much all those thing's Really happy to hear this :)

yes I remember the ice cream vans I remember during the summer I as soon as I woke up in the morning I was outside playing those were great days

This video was my entire childhood haha

I lived in Carfin - which is this tiny village near Motherwell - in the early 00s and there was hardly anywhere you could play. I lived directly across from a football park (which was just a large bit of grass with goal posts so we were usually there and there were about two play parks although I was never allowed to go to one without my parents because it was near a busy road. We lived too far from anywhere else so we actually spent most of our time at our friend's house. Also, near my house was this place called the gypsy park which before it was converted was this barren bit of land where people would dump their rubbish. Fires were set off there all the time. It was right next to the football park - you crossed the road and you were at the gypsy park but we were never allowed there because thinking back on it, it was dangerous as fuck! The only other place was the grotto but considering it was a religious place none of us ever went there to play. There really wasn't much to do back then so we were mostly out in the garden of a friends house lol.

One thing I'll say about growing up in Scotland is that everyone knows everyone else like you would run through the streets and you'd go from 2 people to like 30 it was great and I'm 15 but we always played outside never inside and even today like we go up to old rail tracks and sit on the bridge eating a bag of chips it's great

Tami I had a very similar childhood we used to play a game called German heads. we would run around the whole neighbourhood during the school holidays it was like a giant game of no no, and it could last the whole day running around. We also rode BMX’s on a track we built next to a river and if you went too fast and one corner there was a good chance you’ll end up in the river. As for the swing I fractured my lower vertebra the rope over the top branch was mouldy and it broke causing me to fracture my vertebra. I had to be moved off the mountain in the emergency vehicle because I couldn’t walk.

Love the video glad i subbed!!! I remember playing Curby and screaming Car and stand on the curb another is when the ball used to go over the fence like a fly away ball and the old neighbours would say "if this baw goes over that fence i am keepin it" or "i will deflate it"

I was born in 1965 so I mostly remember growing up in the 1970's and 80's. Yes no cell phones(mobiles) no home computers and Mom would esp. in the summer throw us outside for the day. " Don't come back till dark" Thanks mom! Cowboys and Indians, American foot ball, baseball bike riding, and fighting egged on by an older boy. I would collect bottles for pocket money as my dad wouldn't give us an allowance, but with the bottles I always had enough for two or three movies and popcorn and candy. All we had was either a snow cone or an ice-cream truck, but there was the corner store for cheap candy. at one time I would walk across town to skate all night, then walk back. I was skinny then. It's funny though, all I really wanted to do was read.

I almost forgot about the Fire Works and Cookout on the 4th of July. My Best Friends parents would pack us into their Station Wagon and we would spend the day down the Ocean. The number one word, all Baltimore, Maryland girls and women say is "Hon". As in, "Thanks Hon".

the things i miss about growing up in america my friends and the 80s music

I'm 13 and Scottish, and because of my family situation, I live in Edinburgh during the week, and Livingston at the weekends. I don't have a lot of friends who live nearby, my best friend lives up in a different area in Edinburgh, but now I'm older, I can get the bus up or cycle up to see my friends, but we aren't huge outside people. With my friends who I see most often, we stay inside playing RPGs, but we go out and play laser tag outside while we're waiting for tea. In Livingston, my brother and I are outside all the time, there's a lot of kids his age round there, so he's sorted, and I have one sort-of friend. I really think that my experience of particularly being primary school-aged would've been a lot better and a lot happier if I wasn't so shy and tried to connect with people rather than staying shut up in my room writing stories.

we had icecream and snow cone trucks when I was a kid in the late 80's early 90's. does anyone remember the Swan's man coming around? that used to sell all kinds of frozen foods. I remember they were big yellow trucks that looked kind of like an armored truck that would carry money.

I just found your channel and I love your videos. Scotland sounds great, I'd love to visit there sometime

Oh, the ice cream truck (well, that's what we called it lol) was the highlight of every kid's day in the 1990s. What sorts of ice cream treats did y'all have when you were a kid in Scotland? We had lemon-flavored shark shaped ice pops called "Lemon Sharks", funnily enough, the classic rocket-shaped ice pops called "Bomb Pops", these neat little sherbet cones with a gumball at the bottom called a "Screw Ball"...there were a lot of them that I can't remember, too.

You described my childhood so perfectly...... and I live thousands of miles away. guess it's true........ Great minds think alike.

G-day WeeScottish Lass, I'm Australian with Scottish Ancestry from my mothers, fathers side 3rd Generation, (I think 3rd ? lol). Anyways my Scottish ancestors are from the Orkney Islands and we're Stone Masonries, surname of Heddle. Where I grew up in Australia, South Australia. In an area called the Riverland my home town is Waikerie. It was a country town, quiet, casual, fun loads of things to get up to being a country town. We had a ice cream van go around as well and a local soft drink truck come through and my mother would buy a cartoon (create) of soft drinks up to about a dozen flavored drinks, they where the best. I'd ride my bike down near the river for hrs on end, even take my pet dog there as well, play on the local swing & slippery slide on the river front which was in the shape of a Kangaroo, its tail was the slippery slide, you could climb all through it, I played there a lot as a child, now I'm in my late 40's haha...have great memories of playing on the river front of our famous River Murray!. As a child my town seem big to me now going back as an Adult it's a wee tiny place, it's so quiet to the City of Adelaide where I live now with my 3 Children my eldest my only daughter discovered your channel now follows you her name is Annette, and has got myself into following you as well. Your a sweet friendly wee Scottish lass like you very much...plus may I add to finally say I feel very spiritually connected to my Scottish ancestry and love it heaps want to know, learn more of my Heddle family Ancestors!! 👍🏻😃😘🇦🇺. Ummmmm there is no Scottish flag in the emoji's. wtf is up this that???!!! Scotland hasn't changed their flag surely? Or has the idgits who made these emojis think that Scotland comes under the British flag???!!! WTF!!! Noooooooooooooo.....😤😡😱

We did the same stuff. We used to make forts and tree houses. We played sports like baseball. We have ice cream trucks also. I would love to have been able to buy fish and chips from a van.

Everything like sweets and juice costs us all an absolute fortune now though😥 We prefer making our own goodies at home

FIRST! What was it like growing up where you were from guys? Did you do any of these things? =D

We still have Ice Cream trucks (vans) here in the central U.S. that come around every summer, but none selling anything like fish and chips or like Paul Hathaway's barbecue truck (I'd die for one of those!) In the 1950s and 60s my parents would take us to a 'Dairy Queen', which was usually a small building with a couple of service windows at the front where you ordered and picked up your soft serve ice cream. There was no inside seating, so you ate your ice cream in the car or the parking lot. On a hot night, it was a real race to lick up the melting ice cream before it dripped on the ground. You didn't want to waste any! When my younger siblings were still toddlers, my parents would ask for a small empty cone so the littlest one wouldn't feel left out. They'd happily munch away for a summer or two until they figured out that they were missing the best part! Ah summer!

I grew up in an tiny town in Iowa of less than 1000 people in the 70's. Us kids would be out side until dark as well. We did not have an ice cream truck (as they call them in the U.S.) but we'd heard story's of such things in the big cities. We did have a drug store with a soda fountain. The man who ran it would make great ice cream floats and cherry cokes. I don't remember what they cost but it was something a kid could afford.

Wish we had chippie vans in Australia. They sound like bliss

Chicago area in the'70's pretty much the same except no fish and chips van. That would have been cool. We did have the old school good humor man in the White truck wearing his white uniform with a change maker in his hip and ringing a series of bells mounted to a board. good times.

we used to build dens normally in the woods and tree swings I grew up in Ayrshire

Im from Scotland to and this is just like my childhood apart from the swing across the river ahaha :)

Mom always said "When Tom gets hungry he'll come home" we had lots of fun!!

We use to have Ice Cream Vans. Love the shirt, btw.

Yep! Ice-cream vans in San Antonio, Texas waaaayyyy back in the early seventies! (I'm much older than you, lassie!)

where I grew up it wasn't very safe to go further than one or two streets over by yourself, so mostly we would run around the street or our back yards.

Literally my childhood in a nutshell except for the rope swing over rivers but instead because we lived on a hill, the 10 kids in my street would race on our bikes and see how close we could get to the wall without being thrown down a 7ft drop into the field. Also instead of a pound for ice cream our parents just had a bulk storage of froot shoots and kola cubes when we were peckish

You're mum was hilarious when she called for you. She would come out and try to play along with our games ha! .... but yea we could all hear my mum for miles 😂😂 and the louder it got the more angrier she was 😂

Growing up in Scotland is the fuckin' shit!!

here in the US (Niagara falls NY) what we did under the underpass was pull grocery carts up to the top and climb in and ride them down hopefully not killing ourselves. and also in the summer we'd take cardboard boxes and slide down grassy hill that was part of the highway only problem you have to check the hill for glass otherwise you'd get cut like I did and my friend did he got slashed on his back and I got it on my right butt cheek it's OK to laugh I do lol. And we had ice cream trucks called Mr softee where we'd get soft serve ice cream and other assorted frozen treats.

I'm surprised that you too had to come in from play when the streetlights went on. That was the rule where I grew up (Detroit, Michigan), but the period of daylight in summer there is far shorter than in central Scotland, so you kids must have had a rather late curfew.

In Glasgow, I remember stopping by my auntie and uncles' close while out playing and she would hand me a warm buttered tattie scone out the window. We used to get a quid the odd time from my uncle and go splurge on either a Jubilee (frozen Coke) or a Pink Panther (it was PINK chocolate!) chocolate bar. Same thing...street lights come on you had to go home.