Happiest Days Of My Life!

A Memory of Venterdon.

I grew up in Venterdon, not leaving until I was twelve years old. The things I remember most, apart from my many friends, were football playing and many hours spent playing on the redundant steam rollers, in the field behind Dingle's yard. My family, the Edwards's, had lived there for several generations. We used to walk to school at Stoke, on the way, collecting "fag packets" and matchboxes. Pictures was on a Wednesday night at the village hall, which cost a shilling!

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