Time Flies....
A Memory of Bozeat.
My father relocated our family back to England from Nyasaland (now Malawi) to Bozeat in 1962 and he became station master at nearby Castle Ashby Station. The 1959 move to Africa ended with the demise of The Commonwealth. When Britsih Railways went through a Beaching transformation, at that time, Dad found our family jobless again, so we tried Australia in 1965 and have remained there, or thereabout, ever since. But Bozeat was a brief idealistic memory of what life in England was all about and will remain locked in my memories as such. Doing the 11+ at Bozeat School; taking the short-cut home via The Allotments to the New Estate (Queen Street) or past the Red Lion; Mum shopping at the Co-Op; and getting a pair of football boots from the back of the boot factory on London Road. Wonderful times......
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