A World So Far From 2012 It Hurts To Think About It!
A Memory of Welling.
I grew up in Welling from 1948 to 1963. Leaving it was the saddest moment of my life - one I have never really recovered from. So vivid were the memories, I wrote a book of my life's experiences - "Cool Among The Flames." You can find it at Lulu Publishing, Amazon or Barnes and Noble.
Anyone who remembers that time and place will shed a tear reading it. I still do!
If a more wonderful childhood was ever to be had - I'd like to hear about it.
Ferrara's ice-cream - was ever there a better taste? The Orange Library - who remembers that?
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I would love to hear any memories of the Hutments area, or indeed anyone who may have known the Wheeler Family whilst growing up in Welling during the 40's and 50s. I know that my dads father was a general labourer in 1935, but have been unable to trace any details.
Certainly Welling in the 1950's had something intangible only experiential. I knew it at the time and but for circumstances beyond my control in the early sixties I would never have left it. It was a horrendous mistake for me at least. Not to say that life has since been meaningless (43 years in Australia and 13 years in the US thus far) have produced seven children that would otherwise never have existed and they are everything. But if I could wake up tomorrow morning in our wonderful home at 85 Danson Crescent and discover the last 57 years were but a dream, I would have double the memories. Still waiting to see that last episode of Quatermass and the Pit!