Sweet Sweet Laughter
A Memory of Wallsend.
I saw the old hop scotch in Battle Hill,
when out on tonights walk.
I had a flashback of wor Sandra,
Scrolling numbers with some chalk.
Ali Ridley, Lesley Gibson, and other lassies roond wor way.
Would wear their Dunlop Greenflash,
and hop scotch here sometimes all day.
Those chalk marks have long since faded,
but in my memory linger still.
I still recall that sweet sweet laughter,
Of friends and neighbours on "The Hill!"
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I stumbled across another of yours just now when looking for memories of Tyneside but somehow managed to lose it - I didn't make a note of the number.
I am an former - adopted - Geordie lass (in my mind I still am though the past thirty years of being absent from the North East has erased much of the accent, which in itself has a bubbly rhythm.
I started off in Fenham Barracks at the age of eleven and finished up in Gibson Street, which I believe is in Battle Hill that you mention in your piece above, four years later. My young life was very familiar with hop scotch and I even kept my lucky stone for years, though we parted company with all the moving about.
I have lived in Nottingham for the past thirty-two years - but oh what I would give to take up roots again anywhere on Tyneside. My physical body might be here but my soul body bathes in the waters of Tyne.
I wrote my memories of Newcastle: 'Beginning in Fenham Barracks.'
Best luck!
Trish Bailey