Memories of London
I took my two daughters up to London for the day and we visited the gardens. It was a very hot day and they ran ahead to see the fountain. The youngest one had her sandals off in the blink of an eye and was in the fountain before I could stop her.
I was only fourteen, and wanted to be a nurse. I went to see Matron *trembles* and asked if I could do some voluntary work, which she allowed me to do for a couple of hours after school once or twice a week. I was to do drinks and flowers etc. Little did Matron know how I got sucked in because they were always short ...Read full memory
My memory of Forest Hill, London, is Horniman's Museum and Horniman's Park. The museum had a wonderful, huge clock. We lived in Forest Hill from about 1952 or 53 to about 1961, I think. Someone held a fancy dress Coronation party for all the kids on the street (Benson Road). My dad worked near Tower Bridge, which he always complained went up when he was late for work.
The George Inn in Southwark was one of the favourite watering holes and eating houses for the young men of the accounts department of Borax Consolidated Ltd. in Victoria. In those days the serving wenches were all dressed in Dickensian costume and we would order a steak and kidney pudding. I don't mean individual puddings but a large ...Read full memory