Remember we'd have to run like mad to make the bus so we'd normally get a Pink from the newsagent on City Road in Winch (if they'd got there by then - remember being angry if they hadn't turned up cos it meant you weren't getting one that week), and then either go home or try and get a few bottles of cider from someone going into the Eagle, then celebrate in North Walls Park, playing football in the dark!
Blimey I'd forgotten half this stuff but it's all stacked away in the old long-term memory archive in my brain, it just needs the right trigger to bring it back!