Where Did You Hang Out As A Teen?

cynder · 27-02-2012 08:58PM

pubs during daytime from the age of 15 playing pool, 18s discos and pubs partying from age 16. Worked till 10pm most nights from 16-18.

admiralofthefleet · 27-02-2012 09:02PM

raheny village

Love2love · 27-02-2012 09:04PM

Quirkey's

I swear I'm not a skanger

Slunk · 27-02-2012 09:04PM

Around the corner at one of those bigish esb boxes some people had in corner gardens until they put a big steel pyramid on top so we couldn't sit on it. Spoil sports

cynder · 27-02-2012 09:08PM

Love2love wrote: »

Quirkey's

I swear I'm not a skanger

I hate that place, my 12 year old loves it. But thankfully we only pass it 5 or 6 times a year.

Terry · 27-02-2012 09:24PM

FatherLen wrote: »

certainly wasn't just standing outside of a shop for hours on end like teens now.

I did, and that was over 20 years ago.

7 o'clock at the shops. After Home and Away. We would then decide what to do for the evening.

In the Summer we would play football for a few hours (suck it, professional footballers. We didn't do half time, get paid millions, or whine like little bitches when someone would tackle us).

Winter would involve just walking around in order to stay warm, or playing football on the road. Again, we would not whine when tackled.

Weekends were spent drinking by the banks of either the canal, the Rye or the Liffey.

hairyprincess wrote: »

Yore ma's bed

Yore ma's bush is hairy like yores lollolololollllllllll

Love2love wrote: »

Quirkey's

I swear I'm not a skanger

****ing kip.
Went there once and never returned.

BraziliaNZ · 27-02-2012 09:36PM

MCMLXXV wrote: »

There was probably many places for us all but one would always stand out as the place you spent most time in after school or at the weekends.

For me it was Dundrum Bowl (now gone and part of Dundrum Town Centre) mostly playing Out Run and eyeing up Spanish students.

You?

Out Run, lol, showing your age!

SeaFields · 27-02-2012 09:36PM

Played soccer on the local green and hung around the alley next to it when it got dark. Just general banter and getting rejected by girls.

The "residents committee" took a dislike to us loitering and went to the Evening Echo newspaper in cork who ran a front page story with big headline "DRUG ALLEY". We were all high on heroin the whole time apparently and drunk at all hours of the day and night. :rolleyes:

ejmaztec · 27-02-2012 09:41PM

I used to hang out me trousers.

Cos me Ma wasn't tall enough to reach the washing line.

Big Nasty · 27-02-2012 09:49PM

BraziliaNZ wrote: »

Out Run, lol, showing your age!

Best arcade game ever lad!

saa · 27-02-2012 10:00PM

Ah Mullingar, as a teen you provided me with Dunnes (We didn't hang out in Dunnes but the shopping centre it was in you'd just say ya headin to Dunnes?) the park, the canal and on one occasion the railway tracks it was pretty looking at all the lights and whatnot, I was clearly also easily amused as a child.

Katgurl · 27-02-2012 10:08PM

Rock Garden, crown alley, central bank, pierrot snooker club.

Turtyturd · 27-02-2012 10:13PM

Used to hang around the bottom of the block of flats playing heads and volleys for hours or if it was too wet we would just sit on the stairs looking intimidating to people walking by, even though we were doing nothing.

Saturdays were spent hanging out in Skellys pool hall (site of the stardust incident) where about 10-15 of us would be gathered around one table playing winner stays on.

Nodin · 27-02-2012 10:16PM

Playland, FunPalace, Barneys and a few others round o'connell st. The Leisure down Rathmines, assorted laneways, parks for the cider.

dee. · 27-02-2012 10:16PM

The shopping centre in a nearby town during the day and a local park at night.

A group of us would travel to Dublin city and hang at central bank/st stephens green most weekends too (yes, I was one of those!)

Seachmall · 27-02-2012 10:19PM

Typically was either home or on my way home.

Went knacker drinking a few times but never hung out with my mates outside of school.

During school we'd go to the pitch-n-putt course when skipping school to smoke fags and be all cool like.

amacachi · 27-02-2012 10:19PM

Graveyard, a castle, under a bridge, fields, former railway lines. All to do perfectly legal stuff obviously.

Terry · 27-02-2012 10:19PM

SeaFields wrote: »

Played soccer on the local green and hung around the alley next to it when it got dark. Just general banter and getting rejected by girls.

The "residents committee" took a dislike to us loitering and went to the Evening Echo newspaper in cork who ran a front page story with big headline "DRUG ALLEY". We were all high on heroin the whole time apparently and drunk at all hours of the day and night. :rolleyes:

Had that one myself.
The residents of the estate I grew up in tried to have me banned from the place because, despite never having touched heroin and the instigators living beside two heroin addicts, I was apparently completely strung out on heroin.

The got something like 10 signatures on their petition.
Twenty-something years later and they still don't realise that they are hated by most of the people in the estate, and that their own children (most of them anyway) are skangers.

The 16 year old son of the publisher of the (then) local rag tried to score with a 12 year old. Her brother and his friends knocked the crap out of the perv and the next headline was "Confey Cider Mob Terror".

The body of the article claimed that everyone in my estate was always drunk on cider and went around beating up innocent teenagers.

Over the years as all the faults of the so-called perfect families came to light, schadenfreude was had by all.

Nodin · 27-02-2012 10:27PM

Theres fuck all varieties of cider these days, I've noticed....

Terry · 27-02-2012 10:29PM

Katgurl wrote: »

Rock Garden, crown alley, central bank, pierrot snooker club.

Did you or any of your friends have a skateboard, wear second-hand clothes (even though you can afford new clothes), wear those lame wool hats, tie-dye t-shirts, really long dresses over oxblood docs or anything like that?

If so, I, and probably most of the people who have to (or have had to in the past) walk through that area really hate you and your ilk.

The people who inhabit that area think they are hip, but they're just following the same trend that has been in place there since the early 80's.
Also, that new band that nobody had heard of are lame. Nobody has heard of them for that reason.

Nodin · 27-02-2012 10:31PM

Pierrot snooker is long gone, I thought.

pragmatic1 · 27-02-2012 10:32PM

Outside a chipper smoking cigarettes and spitting. Then up to the limelight for underage drinking and trying to score some women.

Big Nasty · 27-02-2012 10:33PM

Terry wrote: »

Did you or any of your friends have a skateboard, wear second-hand clothes (even though you can afford new clothes), wear those lame wool hats, tie-dye t-shirts, really long dresses over oxblood docs or anything like that?

If so, I, and probably most of the people who have to (or have had to in the past) walk through that area really hate you and your ilk.

The people who inhabit that area think they are hip, but they're just following the same trend that has been in place there since the early 80's.
Also, that new band that nobody had heard of are lame. Nobody has heard of them for that reason.

I always thought that brigade were pretty cool. They may not have invented their trade but at least they weren't hanging around neighbourhood streets and alleys intimidating people.

cocoshovel · 27-02-2012 10:45PM

Standing around reds square in Waterford with all the cool kids boi! :cool:

girl in the striped socks · 27-02-2012 10:51PM

The field.
There was a field at the back of our estate & we used to meet up there.
Initially it was to get someone to hold onto the electric fence & then we would all hold hands & get shocked, in between getting shocked we built a little fort made out of branches.
In later years it was used for shifting & knacker drinking.
Innocent times.

Terry · 27-02-2012 10:58PM

MCMLXXV wrote: »

I always thought that brigade were pretty cool. They may not have invented their trade but at least they weren't hanging around neighbourhood streets and alleys intimidating people.

Ever try talking to them?
Complete and utter ****.

Trust me. I was one of them for a couple of months in 1990.
I hated myself after 1 week because most of the others were snobs who just sat there judging everyone who walked by.
They thought they were better than everyone else.

I walked away after about 7 weeks. Couldn't handle the pretentiousness any more.

I know some of those who were there before me and after me. They're all the same.

Attention seeking dicks sitting in what they perceive to be the cultural centre of Ireland. Constantly talking about how much better life is in London.
Half of them move to London when they leave school. Most of the half are back within a year because they realise they were deluded, but won't admit that. They then spend the next 20 years complaining about how lame Ireland is, but stay here anyway.

If they do leave Ireland, it's to go to Australia or NZ. Again, they are back within a year because they miss their mammies, but in their stories it's because there was no work.

However, according to them you haven't lived until you've been to a Full Moon party in Thailand. They rarely mention being robbed by lady boys during these parties.
Nor do they mention the immense poverty in Thailand. They just watch that Leonardo DiCaprio film and re-tell it as if they lived it, but with a happy ending.

Trust me. over 20 years of listening to these stories will open your mind far more than ever going to these places.
4 out of 5 will lie, but the 5th always comes back with the truth.
The truth about the other 4 will surface eventually.

That's not to say that these places are not great.
Just don't delude yourself into thinking that they are paradises.
Do some research first, and never go there without securing a job and/or accommodation before you leave.

Plenty of people survive, but only those who do the research thrive.

Big Nasty · 27-02-2012 11:04PM

Terry wrote: »

Ever try talking to them?
Complete and utter ****.

Trust me. I was one of them for a couple of months in 1990.
I hated myself after 1 week because most of the others were snobs who just sat there judging everyone who walked by.
They thought they were better than everyone else.

I walked away after about 7 weeks. Couldn't handle the pretentiousness any more.

I know some of those who were there before me and after me. They're all the same.

Attention seeking dicks sitting in what they perceive to be the cultural centre of Ireland. Constantly talking about how much better life is in London.
Half of them move to London when they leave school. Most of the half are back within a year because they realise they were deluded, but won't admit that. They then spend the next 20 years complaining about how lame Ireland is, but stay here anyway.

If they do leave Ireland, it's to go to Australia or NZ. Again, they are back within a year because they miss their mammies, but in their stories it's because there was no work.

However, according to them you haven't lived until you've been to a Full Moon party in Thailand. They rarely mention being robbed by lady boys during these parties.
Nor do they mention the immense poverty in Thailand. They just watch that Leonardo DiCaprio film and re-tell it as if they lived it, but with a happy ending.

Trust me. over 20 years of listening to these stories will open your mind far more than ever going to these places.
4 out of 5 will lie, but the 5th always comes back with the truth.
The truth about the other 4 will surface eventually.

That's not to say that these places are not great.
Just don't delude yourself into thinking that they are paradises.
Do some research first, and never go there without securing a job and/or accommodation before you leave.

Plenty of people survive, but only those who do the research thrive.

Eh, we were just talking about dudes chillin' out somewhere not the meaning of life. :eek:

Terry · 27-02-2012 11:16PM

MCMLXXV wrote: »

Eh, we were just talking about dudes chillin' out somewhere not the meaning of life. :eek:

As I just said in another thread, AH is bringing me back 20 years tonight.
Things I haven't thought about in a long time.

Those people are still dicks though.

Also, that one Sunday in St. Stephen's Green.
4 of us walked in through the Grafton St. entrance and were immediately met by a gang of scumbags.
They wanted the tray of beer we had.
We walked past them, hid in some bushes because we knew they would follow us and waited for them to pass.

When they passed we walked down to the old Viking boat along the quays to drink the cans.
I remember that day because I was on crutches, and one of them said that he was going to 'take down the cúnt on crutches'.

It was a bit of a thrill hobbling out of there and hoping htey didn't see us leave.

One of the lads got the first bus home, so that left 8 cans each for the remaining 3.
Good times.

pclancy · 27-02-2012 11:28PM

Playing pool and snooker. Sega Rally Championship and Airhockey at Supermacs
Wandering around chasing skirt (and failing)
Knackerdrinking somewhere near a river. Making small fires and camps.
Discovered I could get served in bars from about 14 onwards...that then became the weekends fun.

God... · 28-02-2012 12:41AM

Terry wrote: »

As I just said in another thread, AH is bringing me back 20 years tonight.
Things I haven't thought about in a long time.

Those people are still dicks though.

Also, that one Sunday in St. Stephen's Green.
4 of us walked in through the Grafton St. entrance and were immediately met by a gang of scumbags.
They wanted the tray of beer we had.
We walked past them, hid in some bushes because we knew they would follow us and waited for them to pass.

When they passed we walked down to the old Viking boat along the quays to drink the cans.
I remember that day because I was on crutches, and one of them said that he was going to 'take down the cúnt on crutches'.

It was a bit of a thrill hobbling out of there and hoping htey didn't see us leave.

One of the lads got the first bus home, so that left 8 cans each for the remaining 3.
Good times.

I love you.

Where Did You Hang Out As A Teen?

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