In
1958 Dad left the RAF, after 24 years, and took Mum and us kids back to the home
he grew up in.
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McChurch I`m very
impressed with the fondness you keep for your childhood world. I can`t look back at North London with much
more than dismay.
It must be a hell of a
lot worse now.
"You had
an idyllic childhood. You do know that
don't you?"
A home with parents,
grandparents and siblings; good neighbours who were more than just 'people next
door'.
The place my father and
grandparents grew up so we were well known (and thought of?). My great-grandparents moved there to run
Talley Road railway station in the 1890s (or earlier).
The time when most of the inhabitants had
been there for generations so knew each others families (and foibles).
Big garden, safe for a toddler, and beyond
that green countryside with only one busy road, safe for explorings.
And a tiny, village school where I made
friends for life, and Master was relatively free from interference and
bureaucracy.
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