Friday, 28 March 2008
Thursday, 27 March 2008
I have just finished reading our cuckooites book and I would like to congratulate all the people in its birth,It is a marvellous read and also a piece of history for future generations,and to all the people who shared their memories with us I would like to say a BIG THANK YOU.
I am really surprised at the amount of people who remember names from their school days and all the adventures that took place. Icannot remember what I had for dinner yesterday,although I do remember most of the Brants Walk boys/girls,the Davis family who lived next door,Mrs Davis looked after Harry and me during the war whilst my mum had to do war work at the factory, I think the name was Trepurs I dont know how to spell the name but someone may remember it over perival way I think,anyway we all liked Mrs Davis she introduced us to Weetabix and we loved it,in fact I still have it for breakfast. I remember Wally Davis what a monster he was, enough said about him.The youngsters were Jim,Sid,June and Christine,the rest of the street,Peter Jackson,Jackie Armatage,Peter Ward,Ray Clark,Ronny Seymour,Bobby and Jonnie Hills,the only other girl I remember is Gloria Rice, that is really bad of me perhaps someone can remind me?
The memories come flooding back when other people remind us of pushing cars out of the floods,making bows and arrows and the scooters with their shiny ball bearing wheels,I do remember scooting up to the indoor market at Greenford for some Gob Stoppers(Aniseed Balls) they were huge and changed colour as you sucked them,happy memories so sadly gone.
I purchased Jim Davis book,read it in 2 days, could not put it down.Well written Jim.
Those Italian POWs building the prefabs at at the bottom of our gardens in Brants Walk,am I right in saying that no armed guards were needed,went swimming in river Brent a few times with them and those pecking chicken toys they made,I bought one for sixpence,where did I a little urchin during the war get all of sixpence from,from selling back the golf balls to the golfers who had hit them in the Brent,the thins we had to do to earn a crust!!
The underground camp over in the fields next to the Brent,I remember helping with that we dug down very deep layed some Anderson shelter over the top then replaced the earth that we had dug out,we then put tufts of grass on the top of the earth it looked just like a small mound,we sure did have some fun in there!!!I remember my mum came looking for Harry and me she actually stood on the mound shouting our names not knowing we were just a couple of feet away from her.Oh happy days.
My last memory is of my brother Harry climbing a tree in the Ruislp Rd,he reached the top then froze and refused to come down,at the same time the air raid siren went off I ran home to tell mum the story who called for the fire brigade(how I dont know as we did not have a phone) anyway the firemen arrived got him down and gave him the biggest telling off that he was shaking like a leaf the firemen charged my mum five bob,when we got home Harry got a whopping from mum,when dad got home from work(he was a postman in the city)mum told him of Harrys escapades,poor Harry he got another whopping from dad,me,I stood in the background laughing my head off,Oh brotherly love.
But of all the things we did It didnt do us any harm ,we learned discipline and respect,and we all had great fun in the open air,I am sorry I have rambled on a bit Ihave just thought of an Idea to promote the cuckooites,what if we could somehow get the cuckooite crest made into a lapel pin,anyone with buisness connections who could enquire how feesable and pricewise this would be.I would wear mine with pride.
Monday, 24 March 2008
Phone number 0208 868 3133
Friday, 21 March 2008
I don't think our kids know what an apron is!
The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the stove.
It was wonderful for drying children's tears and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids. An when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron. From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled it carried out the hulls.
In the Fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields for dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that "old time apron" that served so many purposes.
Sunday, 16 March 2008
Friday, 14 March 2008
Phone number 0208 868 3133
Monday, 10 March 2008
Friday, 7 March 2008
Here is something to think about for the future if we have another Reunion.Let folks bring whatever drink they choose,we do not provide a bar.We do the catering ourselves,plain old pub food,sausage rolls,pork pies,cheese and ham rolls,pickle onions and other snacks like crisp's.We provide the hall and the music,We could put a event on like this for 500 pounds.Divide that by 120 folks and you are looking at 5 pounds a person.This would cover Misc expenses.Presently we need 1300 pounds just to break even ,as for this event I am hoping to clear maybe 200 pounds to help with future activity's plus the book.
Tuesday, 4 March 2008
Sunday, 2 March 2008
Recently, I was diagnosed with ~ A.A.A.D.D. ~ Age Activated Attention ~ Deficit Disorder
This is how it manifests ...I decide to water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.
As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.
I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can, under the table, and notice that the can is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.
But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my cheque book off the table, and see that there is only 1 cheque left. My extra cheques are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.
I'm going to look for my cheques, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over
The Coke is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye ~ they need water.
I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.
I decide I'd better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.
I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.
I realize that tonight, when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.
I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.
So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wiped up the spill.
Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day ~ the car isn't washed - the bills aren't paid - there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter - the flowers don't have enough water - there is still only 1 cheque in my check book - I can't find the remote- I can't find my glasses - and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.
Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I'm really tired.
I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.
Do me a favour. Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember who I've sent it to.
Don't laugh ~ if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!
GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC.