Michael_Ingram
gone but not forgotten
Re: guilford street lozells
Its great that your dad still sees Duncan, ask him to give him my fondest regards.
The court behind our house was called the Barracks locally.
We had a telly on coronation dayt but I am sure there must have been others in the street. Coronation day was a rainy day. We watched the coronation on with the curtains closed. I think Johnny Wells came into see it in our house for a time. Johnny was Duncan's cousin; I thnk their mothers may have been sisters.
I think that ther may have been a street party planned, like VE day, but because of the weather, or maybe for other reasons, in the Barracks the party was partly in our house. Because we lived in what had been a shop in the past, we had a front room where the eating part of the party was held. I remember compaining to my mother about the sadwiches tasting funny, They were spread with butter which I wasn't used to.
The Trotters house backed onto our yard. In effect I grew up with Christine Trotter, we played and fought together frorm our earliest days but I remember her with great fondness. It was from her older brother Franky that my dad bought my first bike for ten shillings.
I visited the site of the Barracks in the mid 90s and later wrote a short about it
https://forum.birminghamhistory.co.uk/showthread.php?t=2580&highlight=tree
Its great that your dad still sees Duncan, ask him to give him my fondest regards.
The court behind our house was called the Barracks locally.
We had a telly on coronation dayt but I am sure there must have been others in the street. Coronation day was a rainy day. We watched the coronation on with the curtains closed. I think Johnny Wells came into see it in our house for a time. Johnny was Duncan's cousin; I thnk their mothers may have been sisters.
I think that ther may have been a street party planned, like VE day, but because of the weather, or maybe for other reasons, in the Barracks the party was partly in our house. Because we lived in what had been a shop in the past, we had a front room where the eating part of the party was held. I remember compaining to my mother about the sadwiches tasting funny, They were spread with butter which I wasn't used to.
The Trotters house backed onto our yard. In effect I grew up with Christine Trotter, we played and fought together frorm our earliest days but I remember her with great fondness. It was from her older brother Franky that my dad bought my first bike for ten shillings.
I visited the site of the Barracks in the mid 90s and later wrote a short about it
https://forum.birminghamhistory.co.uk/showthread.php?t=2580&highlight=tree