My zoo trips were a thing to really remember.
Trolly bus to Crown Point,Then onto the Hyde Manchester Tram.
The usual animal houses and the Aquarium.
In later life ,the speedway on Saturday night,after into the gardens for some shows.Only two spring to mind,The Wall of Death and an African Show.Sword swallowing and sword step ladder(the swords being the treads)After the climb we were shown the soles of his feet.
His comment "This is one foot this is his brother".
Company Christmas parties and Dances.
Usually to much beer,and I'm ashamed to say, drive home.
I must have been really stupid in my younger days.
Nowadays I refer to myself as being not smart, but also not stupid.