Christmas In 1945
A Memory of Hornsey.
I was 17 years old and lived at no 7 Tivoli Road, and when Father Christmas arrived at the front door with 4 cwt of coal my mum put newspaper down the hall and throughout the house so that the coal man could dump the coal in the shed. So Christmas Day we all sat around the fire to keep warm - and cold at our backs. We cooked chestnuts on a shovel and played cards, and my dad played the piano and we all sang carols. No TV in those days but we enjoyed ourselves and my mum was a good cook and made lovely sausage rolls and mince pies - and plenty of snow and cold outside. Many happy memories.