Those Were The Days !!!

A Memory of Camberwell.

My twin brother and I were born in 1960 and I think we were about five  or six years old. Mum always did the shopping at Camberwell Green and we regularly and always unwillingly traipsed after her or my sister Cora from our home at 53 Rainbow Street through the green to the shops. If mum had been lucky on the horses or dogs we got a taxi back with all the shopping! More often than not she didn't and we had to lug everything back home.
I vaguely recall the play park inside the green and the pigeons we used to chuck bread at. Also I remember the time an old tramp was drunkenly hollering at my brother and threw all his money at us. He scared us half to death but we kept the money he threw! I think we pocketed a good couple of half crowns, two bobs and shillings, and a fair few tanners and threepenny bits as well! We bought loads of sweets and chocolate and 'Spanish Gold' which was a red waxed packet of bits of coconut string covered in burnt sugar - yummy!!