Philip The Bad Boy

Some of you might have already seen this post but I thought I might include it as its a couple of my memories from when me and Philp was School age. Philip is 17 months older than me and is included in this photo.

Philip was about 14 and I was about 12 somewhere around that age. Dad use to put the radio above the grill on the cooker I know a strange place but we only had one electric socket in the kitchen those days and the kitchen was so small well, still is but it was the only place dad could put his radio so he could plug it in.

Hehe one day Philip wanted some toast and the next I knew was Philip was running up the garden with dad chasing him to where Philip jump over the back fence and off he run, dad was so angry and I am sure he wanted to kill my brother. He had forgotten to take the radio down off the grill and cooked the toast and also the radio, hehe, I am not even sure if Philip got to eat his toast.

Then there was the time I was really young in this story now remember I was the good little girl and Philip was the bad boy he was a bully and use to get up to so many things, well I remember hiding in the front garden with Philip one day while Terry my middle Brother was Tearing down the bedroom curtains and jumping on them with his bover Boots what Philip had done was set fire to them playing with matches he was such a bad boy.