The Cradle Of My Childhood

A Memory of Edgware.

I grew up nearer to Queensbury but no pages for that little spot. I can recall playing on the streets almost all day, the streets were safer then. We played five stones and whips and tops, we whipped the heck out of those little spinning pieces of wood. Boys and girls all played together in such innocence. We could stay out until the lamplighter came along to light up the street lights. Then go home to a lovely mum, a blazing fire in the hearth, and a nice cup of tea. Such lovely times and a wonderful childhood in Edgware Middlesex.