When the world was young and a terrorist was something in a comic or something far far away, we made our own.
Ho yes. Playing (Yes, it
was playing) with sugar and weed killer was just a normal thing that kids did.
Obviously no such thing as the internet in those days - the fun was in the experimentation that that gradually taught us the correct mix.
Parents? They'd say things like "ooh, do be careful when you're doing that"
The only time that I went beyond the pale was when our parents were having central heating put into the house. There were lots of off cuts of copper tube lying around.
My brother and I made some pipe bombs and attempted to blow up the bank in the local railway cutting. Unfortunately, we were way more successful than we ever dreamed we could be.
Result? My parents were visited by the local plod and told to "have a word" with us.
Imagine how that would have panned out today.