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.
Before my time, of course, but this is still a very familiar view to me . Not only did I intern (from Westminster Technical College Hotel School) at the Charing Cross Hotel on the right but also passed through the station 5 days a week for two years. On occasion I'd stay too late at a party on a Friday ...Read full memory
In 1961, I became an apprentice furrier to Brainin Bothers of New Bond Street. Brainin's owned a large store (I was told it was as big as Harrods) in Russia.They escaped the Communists and moved to Vienna, only to escape Hitler in 1938. Max and Leo were the brothers and Nat Saunders was the Master Furrier. Every monday we ...Read full memory
My great uncle may be in this photo. I remember he told me that he and some of his pals walked from West Ham in the early hours of the morning and managed to get a spot on the Lambeth side of the bridge. They were just boys and came from poor backgrounds but had wracked their brains to come up with something that would contribute to the festive spirit of the day. The answer was strips of brown paper tightly rolled to look like cigars! So as the Queen drove by they felt like real swells cheering and brandishing their "cigars".