|Apologies for the awful image, I really struggled to find anything better ,|
I was born in the top left room.
Nana was a tiny, very round woman, she used to wear those old-fashioned wrap-around aprons and was stone deaf. She had been kicked in the head by a horse and was deaf from that day on - so everything had to be written down on scraps of paper for her.
|My older brother and I with Omo, the black cat, in the back garden|
We were not allowed to have a dog (the house was pretty small) so I was forever borrowing them. This one was Kim.
|My glamorous mother on the left, with her friend, Audrey|
Audrey owned Kim the black spaniel
Tut, tut, my mother with a cigarette!
|Owl aka Ian|
In those days babies spent a lot of time outdoors, they would be well wrapped up and put outside in their pram, in all but the worst weather. This bonnie baby is Ian, Owl, he survived the treatment and after years of therapy he is gradually starting to enjoy the outdoors again.
|An outing to Cleethorpes Beach!|
This photo would have been taken in the late 1950's (pre Ian) and showed my Mother, dark cardigan, my older brother and I, with some friends. We had travelled on the train from Grimsby to Cleethorpes to spend the day on the beach. It was quite a treat, try telling the kids of today that...
A few doors further along the avenue there lived a boy called Richard, he was about a year older than me, he used to walk me to and from school.
Richard was pretty sweet on me and asked my father if he could marry me. Eventually a price of 100 Turkish Delight wrappers was agreed!
|Borrowed Image, I couldn't find a 1950's one, sorry!|
Poor Richard, he had saved quite a pile of them before we moved away to spend three years in Hong Kong! I was seven years old when we left. I never saw him again.