Life In Kilburn - a Memory of Kilburn.
I was born in 1956 in Albert Road, Kilburn and lived in the area until I was 15. I remember the community as one that was very close knit, you would walk out of your door and say hello to everyone you passed, young or old. My dad came from a large family (Holder) and we all lived within a very small radius. I was privileged to have attended St John's primary school with the fantastic and eccentric Mr Kinsman as the Head and the great Mrs Chiltern. He made school so enjoyable, I can remember making pancakes (with the help of Mr K and 'another ' kid) and jacket potatoes for the whole school in the tiny, dark staff room. He would take me out of class with another kid and get us to polish his office and have a tidy up. Mr Caldera would go mad and have a good old swear up under his breath when he done this. I'm sure many pupils would remember at the end of a hot summer's day when school had finished we would all change into our costumes and line up against the playground wall and he would drench us with the hose, all screaming louder than the next. My cousin Kim (another one) and I visited Mrs Chiltern at her flat in Maida Vale until her death in about 1997. She was a fantastic teacher, real old school. She would send a couple of us out for her lunch (a cheese roll and a tiffin bar) and she would treat us with sixpence for doing so! We would skip all the way to the market (the precinct) loving the fact that we were the 'chosen ones' to do her errands. This just wouldn't happen today, it's a pity our kids can't have that freedom. Another 'special place' in Kilburn at that time was the Oxford & Kilburn (OK) club. Kids from surrounding areas would visit, it was that special. The people who ran it were brilliant, very patient people. They provided sport, music, food and 'Syd' the ghost! The club had a great football team and were well known in the local areas. When we left Kilburn for Wembley in about 1971, the leaders of the club (which was run by young Christian members) would take me and my sister Julie all the way home to Wembley at about 10 pm in the evening just so that we could still come to the club. Living in London was good then and I'm glad I was brought up there with the market, the pie & mash, my family dotted all around. It's a shame those good things about a community have to change for the worse, I couldn't live in London today and prefer to see a bit of green. But I'll always have those happy, happy memories. If anyone reading this has some photos of the school or club, please contact me through this site, I would love to reminisce and have a look.
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