Neighbours

A Memory of West Hendon.

I grew up in a time when people seldom moved home. This built up such a rapport with all the neighbours we had in Milton Road, not always friendly of course. There were ructions sometimes if us kids upset anyone by kicking balls against walls, playing knock down ginger, etc but if any help was needed it was always there. As my older brothers married and moved out of the family home, they didn't go far. Fred, the eldest, lived opposite, Bob (locally named Basher) was a couple of doors further down and Jack stayed even nearer as he took over the ground floor of number 46 with his wife Audrey nee Poole whose family came from Stanley Road, leaving my sister Topsy and myself with my Mum. Not much money around but happy times. Sad the way families split up now due to employment, economics etc.
Ann Midson nee Harding