Conversation with bad Sarah yesterday, brought up the country vs city issue.
She said we must have been sophisticated teenagers, growing up in the Big Smoke and all. And it's true, you have everything you could possibly want but we were pretty innocent, looking back.
Our folks let us do pretty much what we wanted, and gave us a lot of freedom, probably because they knew, even with all the temptations on offer in the big city, what we most wanted was to hang out in our friends' houses listening to the Velvet Underground whilst practising applying eye make-up.
Whereas country kids, with not much in the way of entertainment except for tipping cows, get into all sorts of mischief.
What about you? Where did you grow up and did it make a difference?
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Guess I got the best of both worlds, growing up in the city during school time and getting to spend entire Summers and some of my winter vacations in the country. Country kids always had to help out in the endless tasks around but I had no obligations there, I could help if I wanted but I wasn't forced to.
Also there are a lot of things country kids can do that city kids can't, like getting to swim in the river, playing in the snow in winter time (we don't usually get snow in Lisbon), etc...
I guess it depends on what you call mischief. We did a lot of 'exploring' but didn't really get into mishcief until we discovered alcohol - and I guess that's the same whether in country or city.
G, a good point, well made. Muswell Hill = Twin Peaks - that's so true, never looked at it like that before. With Highgate Woods standing in for the forest...
Lucky Dcver. You continental folk have it sorted, when I asked my students in Spain what they did on the weekend the answer was always "Went to my casita in my village..."
US, by mischief I was kind of thinking of "nothing to do, let's set fire to the barn... take all manner of drugs then take the tractor for a joy-ride..."
Annie - there is a story about Emma and Claire that their parents letting them rail travel when 16 or 15 or something. Living in the "small" city of Kelowna with 150,000 folk I was probably still playing fort in the apple orchard with my next door neighbors. Can you believe I am the hard ass I am now!
Baaaadass Sar - I know you got into mischief in Kelowna, I've heard the stories ;-)
Can I just confirm for the sake of my own "hard ass", or as we brits say "hard arse" reputation, that that was actually rail travel around Europe for a month on our own aged 16. Not just on the Tube. Thanks for the "big up" though Sar, I feel very cool!! If the truth be known we spent most of our time chastely going to museums, exibitions and flea markets and I think were only intoxicated once. We did sleep outside railway stations though.
Why is she Bad Sarah?
Adrian, she is Bad Sarah because she's a minx (though she does show signs of getting domesticated these days.)
I bought a dyson - domestic doom.
Does she leave nail marks ?
Ahem. You're thinking of a vixen (not a minx).
Is their a difference? And what about a Lynx?
Well... according to the thesaurus, a vixen is a mean lady, synonyms include fury, harpy, harridan, hell cat, she-devil and she-wolf. Definitely would leave nail marks.
Whereas a minx is bold/saucy - cheeky, forward and sassy...
Lynx - a dodgy deodorant, to be avoided.
Ay, you're distracting me Adrian - you avoiding the question or what?
What question?
Lets talk about nail marks instead?
About where you grew up. Is it the first signs of spring that's making you so frisky?
Hm, this is making me think...
I've seen kids who are repressed grow up to be good kids...bored kids grow up to be boring / interesting people.
I've known kids with too much freedom and lots to do, they did some real nasty stuff. And some with loads of freedom grow up to be great folks.
Love the new look, Annie, love the new look to your blog.
Ah, thank you GG! I know you're right, many more factors involved than just where you grew up. But it's fun to speculate...
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