You were naughty, me too.

G'day mipen2006, how are you mate, trusting that you and yours are all well, wherever they may be. You have very good instinct. I believe that we are all born with the knowledge between right and wrong, at 8 years old I knew I was being sneaky and bad while I was sneaking under the fence, but I did it anyway. I wouldn't do it now, wow, a 45 year old bloke squeezing under a fence might look a little bit sus, do you think? But, if I was still 8 years old?? I dunno. I think that I was also very aware that adults are responsible for their actions and kids are not, so there was an excuse written into the law. I knew that at 8. Probably a lot of young whippers snappers are of like mind.

Hi Red, yes, I know, what you are saying is truth, but, I opened my mouth, and now I have to follow up. So I did. BUT, if you see me about to stick my foot in my mouth for any reason, please feel free to point it out as you just have. ;-) Cheers mate, ta as well.

Hello Violeta_va, I am assuming you are a Virginian, I am an Victorian, Australian, a VK3, (never mind on that) thanking you for your fess-up, time for me to do the same, despite my friends attempt at (and good advise it is) to shut up on the past, but, I opened my mouth and made the promise, so here it is. When I was living in Melbourne, Australia as a young lad, my friends and I were aware of a hole in the fence at the Royal Melbourne Showgounds. It was right near the join of properties between the Showgrounds and the Flemington Racecourse. Every year we would climb under the fence in the showgrounds fence and 'let ourselves in' erm, so to speak. This went on for a few years. We even begged the showies for free rides,(which they gave to us, for one reason or another, probably just good hearted), we never got free showbags though, you gotta have the hard cash for those, and we had usually about 50 cents between us. Occasionally we would pile in, and buy a show bag, but it was usually when we had sorted out, who was gonna get what out of it. At the end of the day we would nick of back home to watch the fireworks from the third storey window, (better vantage point than actually being in the showgrounds), hmm, I figured that out when I was 8. Anyway, bad me, I probably couldn't see myself now doing that(sneaking under a fence) but, wow, it was fun way back then, and for some strange reason, if I was 8 again, I would probably do the same thing all over.