School

A Memory of Patna.

I remember my first day at St Xaviours in Dalmelington. It was run by nuns who were very strict. I wore a uniform like St Trinians (I cant remember what it was called - Gymslip maybe?). I got the ruler on my hand for dipping my finger in the inkwell on the desk. I was only 4 or 5 at the time.
The bus stop to go home was on the main road next to a barn with horses in it.
The old bridge was still in use when I went to school. The new bridge was being built, it must be over fifty years old now. How time flies.
My dad was a miner and we lived in brand new houses with inside bathroom and toilet. We had our own back and front garden, I think the street was called Barnsheen Ave (16).

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