I loved being surrounded by bush, and mountains to climb. Loved being so close to magnificent rivers. Loved going fishing every weekend.
Disliked living in a small town where everyone knew your business. Where all the adults told the youth what to do as if they were their parents. Adults going, Tut, Tut, all the time. Saying, “I told you so”
We moved around a lot.I went to 6 different primary schools so didn’t get the chance to dislike anywhere.
Wow. That is a lot of moving. Would be hard to learn, being uprooted so often. I had one primary school and one high school.
I did try to use it as an excuse but no one believed me.
I liked being close to open countryside, I disliked the twats that cohabitated the estate but, had to run with them nonetheless.
I grew up in a small village where everyone knew everyone. Yes, they always told on you if they saw you up to mischief, but i think that made me more honest and respectful.
I loved having all my cousins to play with. An auntie or uncle on almost every corner. Granny just down the road.
The only downside was school. We only had a primary school, so had to travel to town for senior school. The children who didn’t know you, didn’t like you so i was bullied a lot .
I disliked almost everything where I grew up. There was absolutely nothing likeable. It was phoney, it was dirty, it was ugly, and it was dangerous and hopeless. But I finally had to come to terms with the system and the environment somehow, i.e., looking for niches, staying below the radar, and seeking to enjoy, say, beautiful summer days as much as possible. Yet deep down I, like many other people, knew there was something fundamentally wrong, a situation that Theodor Adorno had put into a nutshell so aptly: There’s no way of living a wrong life correctly. I thank my lucky stars that I eventually got the chance to make a new start in a new system and a new environment, in short, to live the right life.
I loved where I grew up. Urban and exciting.
Lovely parks, swimming pools, Hampstead Heath, Parliament Hill, the underground, the Thames, Westminster, cinemas, theatres, libraries, always something on, something to do, something to look at ……
Growing up in London was a privilege
In my part of south London vast areas of Croydon were destroyed by the bombs in ww2. There were many awful scenes wherever you looked. But having said that as a young boy growing up in that time there were many “treasures” to be found where houses once stood.
The planners can shove Urban Regeneration where the sun don’t shine
I liked everwhere i grew up.
I took my husband to show him where i grew up and the houses i lived in,i was gutted that some of the places have become sh… holes.
The trip down memory lane was so disappointing.
I spent the early part of my childhood out on the Hebridan Isles and I loved it. Then we moved to the Mainland and it was all change from what I was used to, apart from new schools and trying to fit in where I didn’t want to be, I found town life too noisy, too busy, too dirty. Am so glad I now spend most of my time at the farm up on the North Coast, so much more like home.
Yes, London used to be a friendly welcoming place, I loved getting jobs there when I was a courier. Deliveries were always early morning and I would spend the rest of the day there wondering around the streets and historical places. I visited many times, sometimes with Mrs Fox for a short break. Even before I was a courier, the engineering company I worked for had it’s flagship factory in Roxby Place and I visited on several occasions. It was a dream to visit such a historical and famous capital steeped in history…Our history…
Such a pity It’s turned into a foreign third world country with drugs, gangs and stabbings. The last place on earth I would visit these days…
We lived in the hills and we liked that. The nearest town was six miles and just four miles. Kirriemuir. James Barrie lived there probably more famous fort Peter Pan.
Then I went to Edinburgh for my education. then the world…
The hills:
@Bretrick Bombsites and antisemitism. The bombsites were eventually cleared and new buildings erected, but alas, antisemitism is still alive and well
There is a lot to be said for the peace and serenity found away from the hubbub of town liife.
Its great being a Yokel later on but, you need a diverse offering of human connections early on that a backwater village could not offer.
Likes:
Grew up in a road where I could play with all the other kids. In one direction was the town, parks, Saturday Morning Pictures, Woolworths (spending our thrupence pocket money). In the other was open countryside/farmland for hiking and cycling. Rivers, ponds, woods, streams, corn and hop fields. Quite idyllic looking back.
Dislikes:
Can’t think of anything much. I still live in the area.
I grew up on a farm in the Cotswolds, all good fun but a bit country bumpkin for my liking, I couldn’t wait to move to the big city.
I was born in and spent my early years growing up in Cheltenham (on Leckhampton Hill), then to a village called Borough Green in Kent which was all very “Darling Buds of May”, then we moved to Folkestone on the Kent coast.
What’s not to like about growing up by the seaside?