Justified & Ancient
- Feb 17, 2017
You are so spot on with this.
Brought to mind, how often we used to climb onto the roof of a nearby factory.
The attraction was said roof being completely flat and covered with sheets of corrugated plastic.
When you ran along it, you could make an echo sound, because of the drop beneath.
Pretty certain there was a contemporary news report, of someone falling to their death, when a similar roof covering couldn't take their weight.
The other thing I have strong memories of, was climbing up a drainpipe to reach an elevated space where we could play.
Although terrified - it must have been around 30 feet upwards - you simply had to comply or face ridicule.
Used to also be the best at jumping between roofs of aligned 'bin sheds'.
Would have been a fair distance to cover and necessitated a, 'runny jump'.
Right enough, when you think back on the mental risks taken for granted...
I grew up in Sydney in a suburb called Woolwich which is on a small penninsula that divides Sydney Harbour into the Lane Cove river on the north side and the Parramatta river to the south. My folks owned a marina there which moored, built and repaired boats.
Next to the marina was an old abandoned smelting works where me and my friends played almost every afternoon, doing much the same kind of thing that you've described above. There were all manner of buildings to explore, left over, rusting machinery to play on, thousands and thousands of bits and pieces of metal strewn all over the place and best of all, a bomb shelter built for the war... just in case. It was filled with spiders and all sorts of rubbish and one of our challenges was to see who could make it from one end to the other in the dark. Good times.