A Wonderful Memory

A Memory of Wickham.

I understand that we all can’t like the same thing, but Rookesbury Park was a wonderful school for me, I was so happy there. I was a little bugger. I knew the school better than any of the teachers. I ran wild. I knew all the grounds and the farm next door. I just have the most wonderful memories, and I had so many friends. I was 8 when I went there ‘73 and it taught me lots. I don’t remember any bullying, the only bad thing I remember was being made to drink milk, and I hate milk 😂