Friday, 25 July 2008

What is love,in the eyes of a child

Just had to share this from Liz Sarucco,it is wonderful.
What Is Love?
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of
4-to 8-year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got
were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and
paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her
all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's
love." (Rebecca - age 8 )
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
(Billy - age 4 )
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving
cologne and they go out and smell each other."
(Karl - age 5 )
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your
French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
(Chrissy - age 6 )
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
(Terri - age 4 )
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a
sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
(Danny - age 7)
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of
kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My
Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss,"
(Emily - age 8)
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop
opening presents and listen." (Bobby - age 7)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a
friend whom you hate." (Nikka - age 6)
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, and then he
wears it everyday." (Noelle - age 7)
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are
still friends even after they know each other so well."
(Tommy - age 6)
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared.
I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving
and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared
anymore." (Cindy - age 8)
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else
kissing me to sleep at night." (Clare - age 6)
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
(Elaine-age 5)
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says
he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
(Chris - age 7)
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him
alone all day." (Mary Ann - age 4)
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her
old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." (Lauren - age 4)
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and
little stars come out of you."
(Karen - age 7)
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she
doesn't think it's gross." (Mark - age 6)
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it.
But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
(Jessica - age 8)
And the final one to melt anybody's heart: Author and lecturer
Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge.
The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four-year-old child whose next door neighbor
was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon
seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's
yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother
asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,
"Nothing, I just helped him cry."

Saturday, 19 July 2008

Lynn (Boyce) Smith shares her comparison with fellow Cuckooites.

Once I start talking you just can't stop me! Wanted to share my little comparison with my fellow Cuckooites. I was talking to my sort of sister in law last night about our favourite films. I said mine was Hook with Robin Williams and Dustin Hoffman. She, being a high flying business woman with no children (and me being, well, me), couldn't quite appreciate my choice. I tried to explain it to her but I think our alcohol consumption had baffled her hearing (or my speech perhaps). So thought I would share my thoughts with you instead. For those of you who don't know the film it is about a grown up Peter Pan, now known as Panning. Who has forgotten his past, moved to America, married Wendy's grandaughter and had two children. He has lost sight of his priorities and works so hard he never attends his children's school plays or baseball matches and is ultra sensible. The family return to visit Granny Wendy in London and Hook decides he wants a last battle with Peter Pan. He kidnaps the children and Peter is taken to Never Never Land to rescue them. As Peter has no idea about his past he believes he has had a nervous breakdown and is appalled at the behaviour of the Lost Boys, thinking that they are desperately lacking adult supervision! Eventually he realises that the only way to rescue his children is to regain his memory of his childhood. The lost boys explain that he needs to find his 'happy thoughts' and then he will be able to fly again. He tries allsorts and eventually stumbles upon a cave which he used to take Wendy and her brothers to as a lost boy. He suddenly remembers all and flies into the sky. He holds a wonderful battle with hook, rescues the children and returns them to their mum and gandmother safely. His return is like a breath of fresh air because his 'happy thoughts' have made him remember the fun he had as a child and he returns excited and ready to embrace life with his children instead of working so hard that he has no time for them. To cut a long story short, I see our Cuckooites site a little like that. We've all had the chance to recapture our 'happy thoughts'
(or memories of living on the estate)which have filled us with excitement and made us remember what it is that makes us 'fly'. No I'm not on drugs, and the men in white coats are not coming to get me. Just remember the kid in you when your children or grandchildren ask you to roll down the hill with them, or splash in puddles or collect conkers until your pockets are bursting. Failing that watch the film, I'm sure it wasn't written for children. If you do, look out for Tootles, I wish someone would return my mum's marbles one day!!! Humour me, and share your favourite films with me. Take good care of yourselves, Lynn

Colchester Reunion

Folks for the full story please read this months Chat room.It is so fantastic that these things can happen .The only common bond was that they live in Colchester and grew up on the Cuckoo estate and never ever knew each other.But they took the time to arrange a meeting and swap old memory's from the past.What a great happening let's have more of these.

The Colchester Reunion of Cuckooites who met on this site.

Wednesday, 16 July 2008

Fw: Order your book and lapel pins

Hi Cuckooites,
This past couple of months we have had many new friends join us and we want to offer the opportunity for those folks who have not ordered our book Memory's from the past and our Lapel pins to get them know.
Jackie Stringer our U.K. contact person has a good supply of both on hand.
The book costs Six pounds includes shipping and our lapel Pins cost four pounds this includes shipping.See photo's attached.
If you are interested in getting either or both please contact Jackie Stringer
at   or telephone to place your order. 0208 8683133.
Wear your pin with pride show the world where we came from.

Saturday, 12 July 2008

Enlarge photo's

Remember you can enlarge any photo by left clicking on the photo with your mouse.Try it.
Are we not amazing,your Cuckooite editor.

Wednesday, 9 July 2008

Fw: Just had to share this Poem that was posted on our Website.


A Little Ditti .
.by Daph Lait...
I thought some of you may enjoy my little poem, I'm sure I know of someone that would like to enter a poem as well, namely by brother Michael...!!!

To all the Cuckooites Far and Wide,
I wright this Ditti with much pride.

An extended Family you are now, so.
I never want to let you go
I really don't know of anything better,
Where people can chat or send a letter
We all grew up on our estate ,
Where memories from there were just great.

We have computers, Crosswords and reading books,
There's nothing better than the 'Old Cucks
To share with you all on 'Our web site',
The more I think the more I write.

To reminisce and have a natter,
Is so good for the old grey matter..

So Cuckooites young and old,
With all the stories you have told.

Keep on 'Blogging' as you do,
Friends and familys to name a few.
Cuckoo Schools , and Conker trees,
Our roots are as deep as these..

So thanks to Tommy and his Crew.,
Without this site what would we do…

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>THANK YOU TOMMY>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Monday, 7 July 2008

Strangers on our website

We urge all Cuckooites to be diligent and not open any comments they feel are strange and not of a reputable nature.We have noticed in the past week comments being posted by unknown individuals and if you should open these by mistake you could do harm to your computer.We have a 24 hour watch on our site and we have been able to remove these unwanted postings in a timely fashion and most of you have not seen them.We hope to keep this site clear and clean of all individuals who are not part of the Cuckooite family.If you should have see a posting that does not look legitimate do not open it.
The editor.

Wednesday, 2 July 2008

Lait family's contribution and memory's

Hello Cuckooites.


'The Lait's' have just discovered the Cuckooites Website.


We 'The Lait's' lived on the Cuckoo Estate from about 1938 until we all married and moved away.

Mum and Dad moved to Northolt in 1961.

Mum (Winifred Daisy Lait) worked in Hawkins, also Douglas, and finally in Moons the Greengrocers.

Dad (Albert Edward Lait) was a Trolley Bus Driver working from Hanwell Bus Garage, and later went on the Lorries working for Wimpy.


There are 5 Lait kids, and we are all interested in the Cuckooites site, some of us will try to attend the 2010 reunion.  

Each of us have added our own brief introduction and look forward to receiving your comments.


The 5 kids………


Pamela Morfett (Nee Lait)



Dates and Addresses are as in my Sister Daph's notes, (do not want to repeat ourselves)

I also went to St Anne's School.  I first worked in Hawkins then for a while was in the Cash

Desk in the centre of the Shop on a raised podium with the counters either side of the shop.

We were still on Ration Books then and then a bit later I worked as a Cashier at John Sanders in

Ealing Broadway and F.H. Rowses in West Ealing, it's Sister shop. Much later I worked at

Supak's in Alperton and then at Wolf Electric Tools and ended up working in Accounts..........

Married in January 1954, I have one son Kevin who is married and has a family, they and I both live in Suffolk

in the Ipswich/Woodbridge area but not together. It's very near to a Public House called The Douglas Bader,

and also the BT Tower (British Telecom) building. It's all built on the site of the old airfield

and the runways from the war, where they flew  bombers from there, first the English and later on

the Americans, long before we lived here. I live near a very pretty village called East Bergholt,

famous for John Constable and his painting "The Haywain" it's really worth a visit if you're ever in the area.

I used to go to the Carlton Youth Club, does anyone remember it?? I do have photographs

which I will send in later. There are lots of familiar faces but I cannot remember all the names.

Was it at Cuckoo School or Greenford, think I used to go to two different Clubs but can't quite remember.

We also used to go dancing a lot, me my Sister Daph and friends. Sometimes we would miss the last bus home

from Ealing Broadway, especially if we had been to the Hammersmith Palais, or Streatham Lyceum so instead of walking

all through Ealing, Hanwell and over the Cuckoo Hill, we would go the back way home, through Scotch Common and over 

Castle Bar it was so much quicker, no way would you do that today I'm sure. We also used to dance at the Park Hotel Hanwell, my

friend, Edith Wrigglesworth nee Duffield from Laurie Road, met her husband there, afraid Reg is not with us anymore.

We also used to go dancing at The Park Hotel which is not there anymore and also in the Ballroom over the top

of a Pub in Ealing Broadway.

I'm so very pleased to meet you all from the old days and the Cuckoo Estate… Byee Pam



Daphne Taylor (Nee Lait)

Born 1934, I now live in Melbourne Australia.

I was about 4 when we moved onto the Estate

My 3 Brothers and Sister still live scattered about England

We all keep in touch regularly by MSN and we call ourselves 'The Gang'………

We lived first at 13 Benham Road about 1937/8, then in 1940 moved into 13 Cuckoo Avenue.

We moved out of there just before the bomb exploded in the Avenue blasting No 13 among other houses.

From there we moved in 1945 to 8 Bordars Road, almost opposite Douglas's the Newsagents.

The Bransfields 'Hello Sheila' lived just across the road from us in Bordars Walk over the shops.

Terry was my 'Scrumping Partner' in those days we were about age 10 or 12

I went to St Anne's Senior School for my last years at School.

Then started work at the age of 14 in the Toy shop on the estate, run by Mr & Mrs Jones.

They were a really lovely couple and treated me like a daughter and I can remember them

taking me to Lyons Corner House for a treat…



Derek Lait.

I am the middle one of the 5 Lait kids.  I was born at 13 Benham Road, June 1938.  We moved to 8, Bordars Road in 1945 (so my Sister tells me), I went to the local Infants and Junior School and ended up in the Seniors Brentside Secondary Modern.  I left there in 1953 and started work (I now live in Dunstable, Bedfordshire) as you know it was an all Boy's School and the Headmasters name was Mr Oliver.  The gang we had nicknamed the school as 'Dr Oliver's Academy for Young Gentlemen' and that has been a family joke ever since. In fact my brother Michael, (you know what little brothers are like?) had the bright idea to have some shirts made with the 'Dr Olivers Academy for Young Gentlemen' logo on - it turned out to be quite a good idea actually!!  I will ask Mike to attach a picture of us wearing them. (Zoom in on the logo).

Some of the names I remember are; Ronnie Baker, John Ward, Alan Fowler, David Gates, the Stamford Boys, Charlie Brown, Terry and Paddy Finucane, Spud Murphy, Terry, Molly, Eileen and Sheila Bransfield, The Wellers, Alfie, Ron, Bobby and Hilda, AND WHO REMEMBERS BOY BOY??? Then of course there was Martin and Goof the local Rag and Bone Man with their Horse and Cart - who took the bloody horse into the cafe by Hanwell Bus Garage and asked for; "3 teas and no sugar for the horse".

Those were Happy Days and I can think of many more names but too many to mention for an introduction letter.


Steven Lait

I was born in 1948 and I also lived at 8 Bordars Road. I went to all 3 of the Brentside Schools and when I was

about 13 or so, I joined the Hanwell Boys Club at the Community Centre, playing table tennis, snooker

and listening to records and generally playing silly buggers. About a year or so ago I was having a look

inside the door of the Cuckoo Schools when the Caretaker saw me and wanted to know what I was up to,

I told him how we as kids used to play in the park and go to the club on the top floor (on the right hand side

of the building from the front where the fire escape came down on the outside). He told me I could go in

and have a look around if I wanted to, but not to go onto the top floor as there was a meeting in progress.

So I had a good half hour or so walking around and really enjoyed myself as there were some good memories

of times gone by. I still live fairly local and on occasions I have a ride around the old haunts and fond memories

come flooding back. As a small boy of about 9 or 10, I tricked my brother Michael into sorting lumps of coal from

the coal cellar. I told him to break all the big lumps of coal in half with a hammer, to look for

'shiny' coal as it was worth money. I talked him into believing that the owner of 'The Domestic Stores',

opposite would give him 6d for every piece of 'shiny' coal he could find. After successfully collecting nearly

a bucket full of 'shiny' coal, Michael set off over the road to the Domestic Store's. When the man behind

the counter realized what was going on he nearly died laughing. All coal when broken is shiny inside. On the way

out of the shop, Michael was so angry, he kicked over all the bamboo canes which were on display outside the

front of the shop. The bloke in the shop soon grassed us up to mum and did we get into trouble over it.

Boy, how the old times were good…………..



Michael Lait

Born in 1951 at 8 Bordars Road, I am the baby of the 5 Lait kids.

I was christened at St Christopher Church Hanwell by Rev William Walker.

Our neighbours were Mr & Mrs Cox (Sid & Betty) one side and Mr & Mrs Childs the other side.

As kids we would try to shoot Mrs Childs daffodils with an air rifle (bless).

We used to play up the Cuckoo Schools and over Castle Bar.

On the way back home via Cuckoo Avenue, we would throw pieces of wood up into the conker trees to try to knock the conkers out of the trees.

I went to Brentside Junior School and later to Brentside Secondary Modern where the 'in thing' at lunch time was to go to the baker's for a large loaf.

We would cut the loaf in half hollow out the middle, then into the chip shop for a large bag of chips. Fill the hollowed out loaf with chips and add salt and vinegar.

We also used to make trolley carts. Derek, Steve & Me would make some very fast carts.  Derek would get some roller bearings from work

and fit them on the cart as wheels. The sparks from the wheels as the metal bearings went down Benham Road pavement had to be seen to be believed.

God knows how nobody was injured as we turned the corner at the bottom of Benham and into Bordars Road at great speed with no brakes.

At 14 I started to work weekends and school holidays in Moons the Greengrocers along with Mum, Paddy Finucane and Charlie.

That's were I first met Paddy's brother Terry. (Hello Terry…)

Terry Bransfield was a regular in Moons and he would often pick mum up and put her in one of the open top fridges as a joke.

We moved away to Northolt in 1961, and I moved on to Colchester Essex in 1971 when I married. I still live in Colchester today.

My sister reckons she has 3 brothers, but I only have 2…………


The lait's family photo's

Elsie Jenkins 102nd Birthday,She lived at 44 Greatdown Road

Tuesday, 1 July 2008