On very hot days we used to spend hours popping tar bubbles. We'd look for the best and biggest bubbles and it was very satisfiying to prod them and hear the pop !![]()
Sometimes there would be huge giant bubbles that had gone sqidgy and wouldn't pop - they'd just wrinkle like the skin off a rice pudding.





lie ice sticks into the dead hot tarmac on a hot summers day and makin' what looked like a Tarmac Lollipop and batterin' each other over the 'Ead with them and goin' home with a big Coggie on yer 'Ead..

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