老人们经常怀念过去的好时光，是什么让那些good old times这么有吸引力呢？今天儿童节，我们来看看2000名60多岁的英国老人评出的“50年前的孩子比今天的孩子更幸福的50件事”。
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be but there are still plenty of things about childhood that many of us hold dear.
If you are in your 60s, chances are you remember staying out playing hide and seek until dark, fuelled by eating penny sweets.
You probably knew all your neighbours, read Enid Blyton and loved Angel Delight puddings.
These are just some of a list of 50 favourite things which, according to 82% of 2,000 British adults over 60, meant it was better being a child 50 years ago than it is now.
And three-quarters of the over-60s reckoned childhood was the happiest time of their life.
They look back fondly on playing music on record players, watching Doctor Who from behind the sofa and hitting a tennis ball against the back of the house.
Most were convinced kids today are missing out on all the fun they had. But, fortunately, 79% said they tried to pass on the practical skills and wisdom they picked up to their grandchildren.
Among some of the life skills they try to transfer are table manners, knitting, bread making, skimming stones, making toys from wood and planting seeds.
TV and radio host Gloria Hunniford, 76, said: “Being a grandparent is a truly wonderful and fulfilling experience.
“Passing on practical skills and sharing experiences that made my own childhood special has to be one of the most satisfying and enjoyable aspects of spending time with my grandchildren.”
Playing outside until it got dark
Respect for your elders
Knowing all your neighbours
Hide and seek
Trips to sweet shop
Music on record players
Owning a few toys and playing with them for hours
Reading Enid Blyton
Collecting shells on the beach
Swinging on ropes in the woods
Hitting a tennis ball against the back of the house
Playing cowboys and Indians
Grandma giving you money
Playing football in the park
Making paper airplanes
Building a go kart
Watching black and white TV
Going to Sunday school
Music on cassette tapes
Making balsa wood aeroplanes
Watching Doctor Who from behind the sofa
Watching the FA Cup final
Running into the cold sea
Water fights using old Fairy Liquid bottles
Building tree houses
Making things out of wood
Kicking freshly cut grass
Playing kiss chase
Playing Etch A Sketch
My boyhood beat today's electronic wasteland
By Paul Routledge
The hot summer days and cold winter nights seemed to go on for ever, and there was a game for every hour.
Under the gas lamp at the bottom of Railway Terrace we played hide and seek, though we never called it by that posh-sounding name. It was more like “yerrout”!
Far better was “kick-out-can”, which also involved a lot of running and hiding. Best days? Certainly better than today’s electronic wasteland for kids.
In school holidays, we played out all day until it got too dark or we were too hungry. We played English v Germans, with home-made tommy guns. Rat-at-at-at! The war was a recent memory.
The girls played hopscotch and skipping – lasses’ games that it was a boy’s delight to interrupt.
Grandma never gave me any money. In any case, what would we have spent it on? Everything was still on the ration, including pear drops, my favourite sweets.
I went to Sunday school but got expelled for trying to tie the teacher’s shoelaces together. When I got home, I found out why my parents wanted me out for the afternoon.
Reading Enid Blyton was for cissies. It was Captain W. E. Johns and Biggles.
Go karts hadn’t been invented. We made trolleys, out of old pram wheels from the tip, held together with boards. Lethal, they were, down the muckstacks.
Good times, simple pleasures, still strong in the memory. Collecting shells on the beach was never as satisfying as making castles of sand and driftwood, then watching the tide destroy them.
Growing older, there was collecting and swapping cigarette cards of footballers and engines, and graduating to three-card brag.
Then you realised girls were more interesting than trainspotting. The big boys’ game arrived, and innocence departed.