As A Child

I lived at No 3 The Terrace Station Road, and started school in Hatfield Peverel in 1945. My farther worked for Lord Raleigh at the Bury farm also at Termitts farm. As a lad i worked for Mr Oliver the baker on a Saturday morning, we used to make the bread early in the morning and Mr Oliver would deliver the bread with his horse and cart, i would follow him on my bike with a basket on my arm and he would give me bread to take to customers houses. On Saturday afternoon i worked for Bob Sorrell the butcher on the corner of Bury Lane, again delivering meat on my trade bike with a basket on the front,after that it was time to scrub out the freezers before finishing off in the shop.
My best mates used to be Barry Young, his farther was the station master, and Geof Cracknell, his parents had the stores in the street.
I can also remember the POWs when they were at the dairy, they made us Pecking Chickens on a board like a table tennis bat with strings, when moved it looked as though the chickens were pecking up there food.
Many good times were had in Hatfield Peverel.

Phil Crane