Mullins

A Memory of Brimpton.

This memory relates to the time I was at boarding school in Hyde End House just down the road.

We used to spend our pocket money in this village shop with its characteristic smell of bacon and tea.

Of course first we had to get permission to leave the school grounds to 'go up to Mullins'. Amongst our favourites were lemonade powder, licked from a wet finger and Oxo cubes which I remember were one old penny and had eaten very slowly!