We were wild and grew up in the freedom of the countryside, pipe bombs were not acceptable in towns..
Or the country either. We made a bomb using aluminium powder and nitrocellulose, rattled every window in the village. Most people assumed it was a sonic boom apparently. We were given a stern warning.
Another childhood well spent - Love it - I remember at around ten my mates Dad had a twelve bore so when they went out one evening we decided to take it onto their bowling green just before the chicken area in the clearing and give it a go - amazing how much you learn about recoil and the splendid display at night and deserved sore arse to follow.
No telling off just the sore one as we had understanding parents that understood the journey that we were on..
I have always had a love of firearms and still have a Luger my late Father liberated from a Jerry during the war and a few other useful bits and pieces to hand when I join the local shoot.
I tried a pump action once but I thought that was a little savage in a gentleman's world that these things tend to be, albeit with high German and Chinese head counts.
