There was always something going on in the house or, more often, in the garden. From a very young age we were expected to be outside. If it wasn’t raining and we weren’t at school, we were told to go out and play. We had a television but it was rarely watched and wouldn’t get turned on until the evening.
‘Why are you sitting in here, go outside and play,’ was Dad’s mantra if he caught any of us loafing around indoors.