MEMORIES OF A HAPPY LIFE
My grandchildren recently asked me;
you live in the olden days Granma?"
only 64, already 2 years older than my poor mother when she died aged
62, my father at 65.
of a family of seven, we had a happy but poor life of which I could
write many memories though my memories at the moment are with Kath
Spence. What a character she has always been and I hope her article in
the December issue was just the first instalment. Her family were part
of my childhood and I remember going to her granís house on Womersley
Road and sharing many of her memories. I went with her Uncle Alf who had
a bread and cakes round and anytime I could I would go with him round
Womersley and Cridling Stubbs and many more villages. I loved it and can
smell it now, the bread from Furbanks Bakery.
and his wife lived next door to us in Stainlands, Ferrybridge. I looked
after their children and they looked after me helping me become an
attendant in Church Carnival. They made me a bouquet from their
home-grown sweetpeas along with roses from Mr. Gunson's garden, the house
which was to be my first home when I married.
scrubbed steps to get pennies to buy white ankle socks but my memory of
white socks was also taking them off to make myself look more grown up.
I remember one of my friends losing hers and her mother went on for
weeks about it.
used to get 3d each for chips from Hubbard's on a night although
sometimes we would skip chips and put the money together to buy five
cigarettes and share chips.
ĎKí Sisters I remember, but we had dancing class. I remember going
to Betty Whites (nee Byram). I was never going to be a ballet dancer
due to the fresh bread and chips but my mother made me an outfit to be a
teddy bear in Picnic Story. Before the show I had swapped my outfit for
something else so I never got to take part in the show. I didnít go to
dancing class anymore and I then made my work my hobby.