Conkers are now banned by the over-protective British Nanny state.
I got my knuckles bashed so many times I lost count: but I did, once, have a 50-er.
And that, my friends, was worth a 1,000 bashed knuckles.
The UK governments, both Labour and Conservative, have been screwing the life
out of all those super kiddo games we all played as bairns.
My best friend and I used to go down to the dump, catch 2 rats, and race them through old drain pipes.
The rats seemed very appreciative of the cheese rinds my Mum would give me to feed them.
Still haven't managed to develop Leptospirosis.