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My dad used to tell me and my sisters that there was a giant plughole in the harbour, and that there was no water there at certain times of day because someone had pulled the plug out. ...For years I looked for that plug every time we drove past!
I was told that if I ever drank puddle water from the driveway I would get polio and have to live in an iron lung.
a friend of mine used to believe that the tide went out during the day and
in at night. He still believed this at 18 until I told him better!!
I used to believe that the "source" of a river, was a bottle of Heinz Tomato Ketchup stood in a cave, in the hills, with the water trickling out from under it.
I used to believe that some puddles had bottoms and if you jumped in others you'd fall forever and ever.
I thought that all the Rivers were numbered (in the way roads are) - as I knew about the River Seven, Tens and Fourth (Severn, Thames and Forth)
Living on the Somerset coast, we can see the south coast of Wales. I used to believe when the tide went out it was in over in Wales. I was always jealous as they seemed to have it much more often than us...
I didn't understand how floods were contained (by higher ground) so I assumed they ended suddenly, like huge cubes of water.
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