I'm not the type of person to dwell on the past although I almost like nothing better than a good reminisce with friends about a hilarious moment or something that may have totally changed your view on life. However I'm not going to try to do that to you I just had to bring up a couple of things that make me really miss my childhood.
First of all on the way to work every morning I walk past a crummy looking pub on the corner with pokies (slot machines) lining half the room (no I haven't been in there you can see the bright lights through the stained tinted glass). There is always a stale cigarette and roast meat smell lingering around from the previous night. I'm not about to say I miss those things, because quite frankly I hate smoking and I'm not the biggest fan of meat either BUT it brings back a vivid memory of most childhood Friday nights down at the Blake Park Squash and Rugby club in Mount Maunganui with my family, Nana and Grandad, family friends and of course the locals. I remember hanging out with all the other kids eating a bag of salt and vinegar chips and rasperry fizzy drink while running up and down the massive squash court seating. We would then go and eat dinner altogether in the main bar/restaurant which was full of half drunk adults and so was prime time to swindle a 20c coin off anyone to put it into the slot machine. Pretty sure I would have made a bit of money off that back in the day, little did I know it was gambling?!!!! The highlight at the end of it all though was the crunchie bar, it was the best part of my week (not saying mum and dad never gave us treats during the week) but this I knew was a sure way to get chocolate.
I miss playgrounds (at the risk of sounding like a creep). How good was it when all you wanted in life was a playground at your house?! Luckily when I was young my parents had a few acres and we pretty much did. I was lucky enough to complete with a sand pit, huge dolls house, trampoline, swings, diggers, slide . . . spoilt! however I remember being so excited to go to fast food joints purely for the playground (and the toy!). God did I love the ball pit at the Georgie Pie (for you kiwis!) in Tauranga and the giant silver slide at Mt Drury in the Mount that actually turned out to no be so giant. My bank balance would be sky high if this is what made me happy time after time unfortunately I like to spend money on expensive things instead. Maybe I should get a trampoline for the flat?!
Ok the last thing I have to mention is the ability to not care as a kid. I didn't care what I wore, ate (except peas), who I played with (as long as I got the pretty Barbie), where I lived. Before the 'cool factor' came in and you got self conscious and cared what people thought of you. Imagine how far you would go if none of that held you back now?!