My Dad

A Memory of Wimbledon.

My dad was born at Wimbledon in 1922. He told me that his parents had a family business called Potts corners that included a fish n chips shop, a garage and a gentlemans club. His dad George Potter, was also a sign painter and a French polisher. The family business got bombed out in the war but the whole family survived. My grandad, my grandma and their five children. I don't know if they rebuilt.
My dad told me a story about when he was a boy. In Wimbledon common they were all jumping across the gap of water at the edge of the pond onto the ice in the winter. Then one boy who had an iron brace on his leg wanted to have a go and of course went through the ice. My dad jumped in and rescued him.
If I recall, his name was Tommy Savage.

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