Page 13-Growing up in London project-mixed media.

Memories of making what we called bogies and the only brakes were our shoes. No health and safety!! Really enjoying your growing up project.

They were called flat wagons where I grew up. Boys and girls alike raced on them. What fun. Great memories. Thanks Lewis.

This is so well put together Lewis, and I especially love the “where’s the Brakes” picture!

All our childhoods..you are on a winner here Lew.

Thanks to all for your generous comments. 'Flat wagons' and 'Bogies' aren't the name I've forgotten, I guess they were called different things...but it wasn't 'go-karts' either. I've been freewheeling through this, and I'm almost halfway through my 30 pages, I need to actually start planning it. There some definite things I want to cover, so I need to think it through more.

Very evocative. A Bogie was a prized possession, you just can't get the pram wheels these days. There weren't many hills where I lived, and if I remember correctly you would have some-one behind you pushing you with an old broom handle.

Reminds me of my mum coming down Woodcock Hill, Kenton on her bike for the first...and last ...time! Brilliant memories, Lewis!

Oh isn't nostalgia wonderful. I remember my 'trolley' so clearly, I can almost smell the red hot poker burning its way through the wooden axle and 'subframe' in order to insert the bolt that holds it all together! Health and safety?! What was that?! Brilliant lewis and thanks for stirring the old memory bank into life!

So typical of what went on in those days. Parents would have a fit these days as everything is so clinically monitored. Great story line Lewis with the usual high quality illustrations.

Trolley's, we called them. It's like re-living my childhood Lew. My mate's dad was a joiner so he always had access to tools . Did you ever play "Piggy" ?

They were definitely 'go carts' here but whatever they were called it was fun. You are flying through these pages Lewis and I suspect your book will be longer than 30 pages. Brilliantly drawn and coloured.

Thanks again for your welcome comments. It seems these carts had many names. Not sure about the 'piggy' game, Jim. We played one at junior school that might be it. You carried another boy 'piggyback' style, and he had to try to pull another boy off someone else's back. We played in in great crowds of us in the playground. Boys mostly, but a few girls joined in. The winner was the last one standing...but nobody won...anyone pulled off simply got back on again. Great fun, but lots of bloody knees.

Great piece Lewis.

We also called them "bogies" Lewis. I once made one with a roller skate as a front wheel. Got laughed out the street. *lol* Great story, astute humour and super illustrations. Bri

The game of "Piggy" an explanation Lew.... The piggy was a piece of brush handle about three inches long and with one end sharpened to a point (like a fat pencil) . You laid it on the floor and hit the pointed end with a piggy stick (more brush handle about two feet long). The idea was to make the piggy jump in the air then whack it to see who could hit it furthest. (This was one of those games when your dad and neighbours always had to show you how it was done, until a window got hit or the piggy sailed over somebody's back yard, then the adults disappeared faster then Tom Mix's horse. It was big fun..(-:

Jim...that's a new one on me...never played it.

"Bogies" up here too. Another very entertaining installment Lewis.

Excellent drawing as ever.

Good the hear of Ethel again!

thoroughly enjoying these , Lewis , brings back memories - and they can be precious!

Another great memory. I think we used to call them "box carts" or "push carts"but we used to have ball bearing wheels that our local garage threw out. We used to race down "taxi hill" behind Waterloo Station and nearly knocking over shoppers in the "Marsh".

Once again thanks for all the great feedback. That's it Fred...the name that escaped me...we called them box-carts too. Great fun, dangerous on the roads even back then, but kids don't think about that.