Tuesday, 11 September 2007

Posted by at

3 comments:

A. said...

I think it's so very important that these memories are recorded, before they are forgotten. Everyone has a story to tell but so few do so.

13 September 2007 at 19:12
Elaine said...

Thank you, A. those are my views, too. I remember when I was a child how my aunt tried to tell me family histories, and how boring I found this. Oh would that I had listened at the time!

14 September 2007 at 08:41
Diz said...

Thank you for writing that, Barbara. It was a treat to read, especially as I live just a few hundred yards from where you stayed. We often walk on Stinchcombe hill, which has changed little over the years. It has been decided that Shakespeare stood on Stinchcombe hill, as there is a description in one of his plays of the view from there.

There are many new houses now, between Woodfields and the village of Cam; a new school and shops, too.
The railway station is long gone, and sadly the factory, too, Lister Petter, is no more. It is currently being developed as a light industrial estate, and a housing area, too.

The local schoolchildren are taught about the London children who were evacuated here during the war, and one day a year, all the ones in a certain year have to dress as close to 1940's clothes as they can, carry a pretend gas mask, suitacase, etc, with a lapel label. They also try to have a 1940's style packed lunch - no crisps, yogurt, etc, and sandwiches not wrapped in clingfilm!
Thank you again for your memories.

15 September 2007 at 22:48

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)