I tell what you have done Bendigo, you've dragged out a few oldies, including me.
Aaaaahh, the nostalgia. Funny how the older you get the more you can recall about your childhood, and what wonderful times they were, but I suspect they were not exactly as one remembers it.
My worst memory was that exactly on the strike of 12AM on your fourteenth birthday you could "shoot off", and I couldn't.
My screen hero was Buster Crabb.
