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A Gangsters Son

Dad: How did the exam go son? Son: You’re gonna be proud of me. Dad: Why? Son: They questioned me but I just said, ‘No comment’.

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Queen Victoria and Childbirth

Queen Victoria, 1837-1901, had nine children and numerous grand-children.1 The 19th century was an era of large families but many babies didn’t survive into adulthood. Childbirth was dangerous for both mother and child. Victoria’s husband, Prince Albert, wanted her to … Continue reading

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Enough is enough

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American children on a subsistence farm, 1919

When not in school the Borlaug children did chores, rising before dawn and working until after sunset. Boys hoed weeds, dug potatoes, milked cows, stacked hay, hauled wood and water, fed chicken, cattle, and horses. Girls tended the vegetable garden, … Continue reading

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My Multi-talented Father

Dad hated school and left aged 14 and was immediately employed in a local garage in 1924. He acquired a working knowledge of cars. Our second car was a DAB 36. When it broke down he stripped out the starter … Continue reading

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Washing on the Front Room Table

Just before bedtime, We boys had to be washed The bowl of hot water, soap, flannel and towel On the table, waiting for each boy Dad would select one of us Never the same one twice, in line A soaped … Continue reading

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Ancestry

Last month both Jan and I were invited to my cousin’s and his wife’s fiftieth wedding anniversary. It wasn’t until near the date of the celebration we learned that four of our children(?), their partners and grandchildren were also invited. … Continue reading

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A Holiday Scare

In 1980 my Mum had booked a holiday where we shared the cost of a rented house near Hastings. Dad drove Mum and Auntie Hilda (Mum’s sister) and I followed with Anne, our daughter Rita, my son Terry and Lucky … Continue reading

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Back in time for the family

This past bank holiday weekend, my wife and I went to her sister’s house in Billericay. This time Aunty June came from Wolverhampton, with her two sons Andrew and Michael and their families. June was born in 1926 making her … Continue reading

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The Two Obadiah’s

When just a boy, I asked Dad What’s the oldest song you know? He pulled the music stool out And while playing he began to sing. It turns out that when Dad was a boy He asked his own Grandad … Continue reading

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