The 50s At School

A Memory of Pyrford.

I remember starting school at the 'old' school and then after 3 years moving to the new school - it seemed huge and daunting and many of us got lost in the first few weeks. Pyrford was great to grow up in then - we had fields to roam in, there were farms that didn't care about kids wandering in and asking questions (guiness Dairy Farm in particular), we went out at 9 in the morning and came back when we were hungry, not a care in the world!!
As we got older and braver we ventured further afield - fishing at pigeon hole bridge, swimming at sandybanks and even camping by the river!! We found old derelict barns (will be houses now) and really believed we were in the Just William books! We went bird nesting and tree climbing and all the things boys should do but can't today - oh and we played conkers with no goggles on!! Pyrford and the surrounding areas were an adventure every day and we grew up in the country before it became suburbia. It was great but I don't go back today as there have been so many changes.