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You have your alternate walking route memorised once the magpies start swooping
And your jerk friend would flap their hat behind you and make you think you’re being attacked.
There is no such thing as a night out that doesn’t involve the BP at some point
Not pictured: crushed meat pie and spilled chocolate milk from the night before.
You secretly look forward to the Field Days each year for the fudge
It’s still the best fudge you’ve ever eaten.
Lions Park will forever be known as ‘The Rocket Park’
And you remember when the rocket at the park was WAY better.
You know what ‘getting naughty at the courty’ actually means
Admit it, we’ve all done it.
Your favourite duck at Lawson Park was the one with the crooked bill
And he was just adorable.
Walking home at night, Kangaroos are a genuine concern
That large shadow in the distance was either a tree or a freakishly large ‘roo every time.
Taking a blanket to the Regent Theatre during winter was essential
Popcorn, maltesers, coke, blanket, beanie, check.
You know which houses were used in The Nugget
And they were kinda all in the same spot too.
Back to school time meant a trip to Kellet’s to get new shoes
The yellow decor really made the atmosphere.
Every badly parked car in other towns reminds you of home
Nothing more nostalgic than a nose to kerb parker not realising we all park rear.
When the ultimate teen hangout is on the weekend is Big W
And you go straight to the toy section…