One of the clearest memories I have of the 70s is of the summer time. In my mind, it never ever rained. (Yes, I know it actually did rain, but I'll keep my rose-tinted memories, thankyou  )
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Outdoor public swimming pools that became very crowded despite being infested with wasps trying to get to the discarded ice cream cartons.
 
Getting the paddling pool out in the garden; launching oneself headlong into it and suffering one of those painful grazes that were peculiar to 'bare-body-hitting-rubber-at speed'.
 
Insisting Dad put that little attachment on the end of the hose that made the water come out as a spray so that you could run throught it.
 
Any more?
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 )Outdoor public swimming pools that became very crowded despite being infested with wasps trying to get to the discarded ice cream cartons.
Getting the paddling pool out in the garden; launching oneself headlong into it and suffering one of those painful grazes that were peculiar to 'bare-body-hitting-rubber-at speed'.
Insisting Dad put that little attachment on the end of the hose that made the water come out as a spray so that you could run throught it.
Any more?









 
  
							
						

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