Friday, 25 July 2008
Saturday, 19 July 2008
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
Wednesday, 16 July 2008
Saturday, 12 July 2008
Wednesday, 9 July 2008
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
Sunday, 6 July 2008
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
'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
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)
BORN 1931 IN BALHAM
THEN A FEW YEARS LATER WE MOVED HANWELL W7 onto the CUCKOO ESTATE
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
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
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
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
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
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
I was about 4 when we moved onto the Estate
My 3 Brothers and Sister still live scattered about
We all keep in touch regularly by MSN and we call ourselves 'The Gang'
We lived first at
We moved out of there just before the bomb exploded in the Avenue blasting No 13 among other houses.
From there we moved in
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
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
I am the middle one of the 5 Lait kids. I was born at
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.
I was born in 1948 and I also lived at
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 ..
Born in 1951 at
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
I went to
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
God knows how nobody was injured as we turned the corner at the bottom of Benham and into
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
My sister reckons she has 3 brothers, but I only have 2