The War Years From The Eyes Of An 8 Year Old Boy.

A Memory of Hemsworth.

I was born on Rodman Street, Woodhouse Mill on the 15th November 1931. That makes me 79 now. I remember the Second World War and the shelters in the back garden. I remember the poppy day ceremonies at the cenotaph in Woodhouse, I was a scout with Skipper Edwards as our leader. Bob Graves was the Akela for the cubs. We played Kick Can on Rodman Street in the blackout. I live in Shireoaks now but I will always remember "Wudhus mill" or "The mill" as we knew it. When the school was taken over as an emergency post, we did "home service" in Mrs Bloom's front room for a couple of hours a day, with Miss Alton (Alston?) as our teacher. What days they were!