I have been thinking a lot about this the past few weeks. Why my daughter won’t have the same or similar childhood as me. Don’t get me wrong my baby is only 6 months old but it’s got me thinking already about what her life will be like as she grows older. 

My Childhood

Firstly I want to tell you a bit about my childhood. As a child of the 80’s I grew up alongside my sisters (and later in the 90’s my little brother). 

I used to have lots of fun playing around outside in all winds and weathers. Only coming in when it started to get dark. I used to play with anything we found. Not these high-tech games kids have nowadays. 

My toys used to be sticks and a shovel and I would play with rocks. 

Good Ole Daysm- childhood memories

I used to try to dig to Australia digging huge pits!  I would make camps under the trees. Collect pieces of smooth glass, rocks and pretty pieces of pottery on the old rough ground near the old mine workings. 

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