We used to have a den, that we would make sure no one else stole!
I spent a lot of time in the summer holidays running home to tell my mum that my older brother had fallen out of a tree, gone over the handle bars of his bike or what ever else he'd done to injure himself during a dare!
We used to play knock down ginger a lot and get chased by the scary old man at the end of the street.
Also used to feel like the naughtiest kids in the world when we crossed the road after my mum had sternly said 'You can go any where you want on this side of the green and DON'T cross the road!'
The paths outside our houses were covered in drawings of Sonic
I also 'married' the boy 3 doors up and was completely heart broken when I found out he married my friend Robin....