neighbourhood

when you heard news reports about holiday makers cuaght in traffic or flocking to a certain resort, I used to think they were a group of people who actually made the holidays for you to go on. I used to think it was nice they the tv people kept you up to date with what they were doing.

When I was young there were a few pedal cycles in our village. We all knew that the rider had to pedal, with the legs going up and down in turn, to get the bicycle to move. On a rare occasion, the sanitary inspector came on his motorcycle. I was convinced, though, that the wheels of the motorcycle did not turn: they just glided on the road. Did anybody see the rider pedaling? No, all that the man did was to sit comfortably with bent knees without moving his legs at all.

As a small child, it seemed perfectly normal to me that all the houses in the road went away, to leave just blackness behind them, when I fell asleep. It was, therefore, also quite normal that they reappeared when I woke up the next morning. It really came as quite a shock later on to discover that this did not actually happen.

i always used to believe as a kid that ice creams are made out of animals saliva for their viscous nature and for that particular reason i was bit wary of having icecreams in my early age of infantine until my uncle once took me to an ice cream factory and showed me the whole procedure of manufacturing it .

I used to beleive that the the place Liverpool was a swimming pool full of livers (i.e. animals livers, which you may cook and eat). I was horrified when my Grandad said he was going to Liverpool, I didn't want him in a swimming pool was all those livers!

when I was young my mother told me that the ice cream van only played the music when they had run out of ice cream and for a couple of years I believed her. I have now forgiven her

I used to believe that war memorials were 'warmer morials', and they were meeting places outside where you stood around to keep warm with your friends on a particularly cold Winter's day

I used to believe that when a family moved to another house, that the family living in the purchased house would move into the first family's house, i.e. a house swap. I wondered at the cooperation of it all.

There was this homeless man who I would always see on certain streets with my dad and my sister when I was little (I still see him!), and my dad told me that he was the sandman, the guy who puts the crusty stuff in the corners of your eyes at night, so I would always imagine him coming into our house at night, and laughing as he sprinkled sand into my eyes.

I used to believe that the phrase "window shopping" actually referred to the act of shopping for new windows.

I spent much of my youth wondering why my mother wanted so many windows, as well as why she was finding it so hard to find any as she always came home empty handed.

When my son was younger, he thought that every house with B & B sign meant that the people who lived there were BAD and BADDER. So everytime we drove past a house with this sign he ducked down in his car seat so no one would see him.

When I was little, my grandfather told me that all the left shoes travelled in a different lorry to the right shoes, so that if there was an accident people couldn't steal pairs of shoes. This was enforced by the fact that we always seemed to see Hush Puppy lorries travelling in twos.

My Mom convinced me that those black things that stretch across a road to monitor how many ppl drive on the road...where actually people's garden hoses that they stretched across the road to flatten them out cuz they didn't want to wrap their garden hoses up in circles anymore. And the reason they were black (instead of green) was because the tires and road were so dirty.

When I was little(3-8ish) I used to believe that if you were under 21 you weren't allowed to walk through the aisles where there is alcohol in stores. Nobody told me that, but I just kinda made it up. I everytime I would walk down it with my parents I would always check to make sure that nobody that worked at the store was around because I didn't want to get into any trouble. The first time I walked down the alcohol aisle I thought I was being so risky.. I don't know how I found out that it wasn't illegal.

When my mom would take me with her to run errands we'd always pass this house that had stuffed animals set up for sale on the lawn, and to keep me from begging she told me they were all just outside to dry. It seemed perfectly logical to me, although I always wondered why she couldn't just be more careful trying to keep them clean.

Whenever my family went to restaurants, I always saw my dad put his credit card with the bill and watched the waitress take it away. By the time it came back I must have never been paying attention, because for the longest time I thought they had to mail the card back to my dad before he could use it again, and that my parents were just slow to leave the restaurant.

I used to believe everything my older brother told me. Our pop used to take us with him when he bought his lottery tickets because we liked to look at the old coke cans in the shop window. When i would ask where we were going my brother would tell me we're going to the pub. So i naturally thought the pub was a place where you buy lottery tickets and look at cans. Imagine my teachers surprise when she asked what our favourite thing to do was and i replied "going to the pub with pop and looking at all the old cans"