"Born in "The Women's"
in Wolverhampton, I lived with Mom, Dad, Nan and Grandad in their
colliery-owned house on the Cannock Road. Later, in 1950, we were
to move to a brand-new house on Cannock Road, Featherstone. Number
7.
"I don't remember
my Dad going off to Korea, but I have vivid memories of this very
thin person introduced to me when he came back in 1953. The party
must have been a big one, because his five brothers and twin sister
came along, with Uncle Bernard baking and icing the biggest cake
I've ever seen.
"We had to borrow
next door's tables and chairs, an an enormous teapot to be sure
there would be enough to go round. It was probably a smashing party
but I was very young and went to bed early, as usual.
"Another memory
fixed forever is the ending of sweet rationing. Mom bought some
liquorice and we kids had no idea what it was. Tasted good, though.
"Just before
leaving school (Wards Bridge Secondary Modern were I spent and extra
year studying for four GCE "O" Levels; I passed English and Physics),
I was asked by the careers teacher where I would like to work. I
said "Guys" because I was enthralled by lorries and buses.
"Got the job
at Guy Motors as an apprentice draughtsman, but never seemed to
progress from the capstan section of the machine shop.I left Guys
just over a year later, sadly disillusioned with my experience as
an apprentice, and went to work for Don Everall Aviation at Wolverhampton
Airport. I met some fascinating people there: Jack Brabham, Lester
Piggot, the charming Charles Fordham Parker (of Fordhams Bathrooms
fame) and many other businessmen from the wolverhampton area.
"Now disabled
- courtesy of the very lorries that enthralled me for so long -
I'm just a grandad with a computer and lots of memories."
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