We lived in the Styx so there was nothing to do.

Our idea of fun started with racing down hill on peddle go karts with sticks fighting each other….

and developed to building huge fires on the beach and pushing each other into them.

We did some very very silly stuff and I almost died several times and we all wound up in hospital fairly regularly. We’ve got hundreds of old video tapes we recorded at my mates house of stuff we got up to and some of it I hate to watch.

Like the time we tried to do that circus throwing knife thing using knives we got from wonderland and just as my mate through the knife someone shot him in the fact with a bb gun sending the knife spinning into another guys thigh.

Anyhow I’m older and more mature…I just like making noise not hurting myself nowadays. Although if I have to do something stupid I still do.