North Kenton Lurkers
As Bosno has replied I will up magnificent post 1...
I have often wondered why North Kentoners often lurked round our beloved Kenton Bar Estate and in particular the shops and the eighth wonder of the world...after all did'st not they have their own shops (with the space mural which looked very similar to this horrible mess on the Berlin Wall) to viddy and admire and lurk at in the twilight hours and full darkmans?...more, they even had an adventure park right next to it I seem to recall to play in, where as this was not so at Kenton Bar Shops nor was it necessary with pyramid, ramp, comcrete walls, little metal bit, blue tiled bit, step pyramid and boulders providing hours of fun...but the fact remains that hords of these fell creatures all with nicknames ending in 'y' or'az' chose to lurk on our beloved estate, no doubt also clambered up the vertices of the pyry, defiling her beauty with their own filthy tar covered sabogs...(Incidently the space mural is no more, having been tolckocked downlong ago by powerful bruiseboys...)
I remember the mural and I remember the playground/adventure thingy - made entirely of wood. I think it lasted until the next bonfire night then was spirited away to form the core of the fire.........the playground then became a mud-ground for the dumping of rusty beds and glue sniffing.
ReplyDeleteAfter extensive enquiries I can now tell you why they chose to lurk at the pyry...behind Kenton Shops next to the Kenton Quarry Pub was a police station at that time...this meant that the upstanding bastions of law and order(bolos), rightly stopped all anti-social acts by North Kenton nadsats no sooner had they tried it on...so sadly they transhumanced to our beloved pyry to lurk, where there was no fear of bolos to disturb them in their wanton acts of tomfoolery & bedevilment... :(
ReplyDeleteI remember a gang of so called hard kids from Hillsview came over to beat up some Kenton Bar Boys one evening - I am sure Dockas was there. Anyway there was an Indian kid called Zeth Ahmed, thought he was hard as nails, tried to kick me up the arse and indeed he did connect - trouble is he could not kick hard enough to fight his way out of a wet paper bag. It was more like an arse-tickle. Soft shite he was and probably still is.
ReplyDeleteTell me more of this 'Dockers'...I seem to remember like the name...
ReplyDeleteDockas - Duncan Jobson - great bloke actually and had many a jolly time with him on CB etc. He was a friend of Ordy
ReplyDeletemost interesting master, but why was he called 'Dockas'?...was it something to do with dock leaves?...dock leaves on nettles!(dock leaves alleviate nettle stings)...I know he went to Hillsy school, so that explains the 'as'(readers, all GS/GN hillsy types had nicknames which ended in'as'or 'y')...
ReplyDeletehya man, dockers cud do aal sorts of animal impersinatins, leek roosters, howlin dogs, meowin cats in that- he used tu de them aal the time on the CB...he woz aalways playin beatles song in aal
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