Dodgy mate
No.33a of 50 – My little sister’s first ever best friend chewed gum like a ruminating cow and wore more make-up than Boy George. I never told her so ’cause she looked like she could have punched my lights out quite easily.
No. 39 of 50 – in the 70s, Uncle showed me how to catch sparrows using the chippy’s bin full of scraps. It’s cruel when I look at it now, but back then I didn’t know any better, and neither did Uncle. For kids growing up in 1950s China, it’s probably the only entertainment they had.
No. 35 of 50 – me and my older brother used to go through the other shop’s bins for fun. The best was the supermarket’s because sometimes you’d find food, like biscuits and cereal, that was still good enough to eat. But one day, we took the lid off and there was a smashed jam jar covered in wasps. They got dead angry when we prodded them, and then they chased my bro around the car park and stung him eleven times.