THE NEW AGE PLASTIC WORLD.

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Plastic, plastic everywhere, but dead life's rhapsody.

When we were children, one of the great joys of winter was building and competing with our own slides (sleds). Small ones were called "belly-busters" and used mostly by dare-devils. You lay down rather than sit on these. The larger size could carry two, usually a lad and one of the girls.. The largest size were the bob-sleds. These could carry four or more.. Some slides, especially the bob-sleds had an extra runner, or runners, used for steering. A rod on which the feet , or hands were placed extended either side of the steering runner. On moonlight nights, young adults - the courting crowd - joined the youngsters, and Pitts Hill was a cacophony of screaming delight. Later came the factory built type for those who could afford them. These were called "coasters" but were no match for the home-made ones either in speed or in durability. My dad, being a blacksmith, I had the advantage of custom-built shoes. Round ones were the best.


Anyone with a slide story to tell, you are welcome to use the available space, but please keep it short. Would love to hear your comments.