SPOTTO!
A game they played with the kids, Spotto made boring car journeys exciting. The concept; every time you see a yellow car you shout "SPOTTO!"
It was only when I started playing it with them too I realised there were 'rules'! Calling out "SPOTTO!" as a yellow van approached, I was told "Vans don't count, just yellow cars!"
Then, a yellow driving school car.
"SPOTTO!"
"No commercial vehicles, Baba!"
I lost! Hmmmph!
I play Spotto alone now. Mrs H won't join in. "Too silly!"
But when I shouted out gleefully yesterday, she challenged me.
"That's too greeny!"
"Oh come on.....!"
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
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Christopher almost 7 years ago
My dad had a more dangerous game. It was called "Popeye." Every time you were driving at night and you saw a car with only one headlight you smacked one of the car's passengers upside the head and yelled, "Popeye!" He was out on a date as a teenager and his date (not my mom) saw a car with one headlight, smacked him upside the head and yelled, "Popeye!" He never took her out again.
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Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
Rules, I hate them! An academic once wrote of advertising... Rule 1: There are no rules. Rule 2: There may be exceptions to Rule 1.
Love it.
