Originally Posted by lostalex (Post 5920192)

It's like how when someone dies, you only remember the good things about them.

Originally Posted by mizzy25 (Post 5920151)

@ the min im thinking of childhood a lot, as most of u know i lost my mam last oct and have just recently sold the family home. It wasnt gone just yet we r waiting on a date but weve been emtying all the furniture etc out, i was actually born in the house and im 46 now so as u can imagine theres a boatload of memories for me from that house. Its going to be so very strange when its gone. All i remember is happy times in that house, skool not so much but the house, the backlane, the gang etc etc brill times.

Originally Posted by InOne (Post 5920241)

When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I managed to survive at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.

Reppin' Jessica's county.

Originally Posted by Niamh. (Post 5920245)

Angelas Ashes?

Originally Posted by InOne (Post 5920250)

Yes, I thought you'd get the clue :pipe:

Originally Posted by Niamh. (Post 5920254)

I would have gotten it anyway :idc:

Originally Posted by InOne (Post 5920260)

Have you read Angela's Ashes? It's a lot different to the film. I've heard he was accused of fabricating it. I don't think he did but there is lots of detail in the book from when he was like 5-12.

Originally Posted by Niamh. (Post 5920278)

No I never read the book, it was years ago that I saw the film as well

Originally Posted by LemonJam (Post 5920365)

Basically every day. Since I've turned 21 I suddenly feel like I'm 40. :(