A red football shirt, white shorts, white socks. wasn’t an official Barnsley kit, probably came from Barnsley market, me mum had sewn a number 4 on the back though so I could be sir Ronnie up the local football field. Didn’t take it off for 2 weeks
I got this when I was 9. I was immediately hooked on electronics, and still am. It shaped my entire life and was the basis of my career from uni until retirement. Even now I still design and build electronic systems, 57 years later. Thanks mum and dad!
My favourite. Spent hours on this as a kid, then decided it was uncool when I got to High School and sold it. Regretted it ever since.
Not the best but the most magical was a toy western fort when I was a little lad. I had been round town with my dad and we called in a toy shop at the bottom of ‘the arcade’. I spotted the box with all the pictures and stuff and REALLY took to it. I practically begged my dad for it but it was no good . Anyway we went home never went out again that day, but when ai woke up that morning that same fort was there with my presents! I was convinced Santa had heard and gone out of his way to make my Christmas! It was the only explanation right? Turns out my mum and dad had bought it for me the previous Christmas then decided I was slightly too young and saved it for me. Happy memories !
Atari games console not sure if it was late seventies or very early eighties, Space Invaders. Asteroids. Defender being able to play arcade games at home was mind blowing back then. Got it out of the attic a few years ago to show the kids what gaming was like back in the day and they just laughed and went back to their Xbox and PS. Ahhh the memories
Lol i was about 7 and loved all the westerns and got up Christmas morning and there in full glory was a Fort with cowboys in and Indians attacking it then the cavalry coming to the rescue. 65 in January and that will live with me forever, did same for my Son when he was 7,happy memories.
This. It came at a time when the fallout of the miners strike was still raw. Struggles were real and money was extremely tight. It's what I wanted and the only time I felt I wouldn't get for Xmas what I wanted. My folks even played a game that would see me "borrow" my cousin's as he was off to uni. So I gladly accepted that. Xmas morning, presents where under the tree. I couldn't see a 'big one" so naturally thought it had played out as expected, and that I was only a few weeks off being able to "borrow" it. Only my mother moved a few out the way to reveal a bigger hidden box. And there it was. An Amiga 500 in all its glory, and it was all mine. And not the loan. A cruel way to do it, but was my best ever Xmas