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Hello Jean, inside the Town Gate area, I got into some strife when as a young bloke smiled at the girfriend of a Teddy Boy. I think it was the wink afterwards that caused the main problem. Very unreasonable he was. My father used to tell me stories about The Peaky Blinders in Aston when he was a...

I didn't see the programme Elizabeth as I'm in Australia, but I remember seeing the red glow when Coventry was burned. I was standing with my father in a place called Alrewas, the other side of Litchfield, and the fires could be seen in the night sky.

Just as a matter of interest my mother was named Alice Jenkins, married dad Charles Weaver both of Aston.

Great stuff Wendy, does anyone remember the water battery in 'Wirless Sets'? My granny said she got better BBC news off hers because all we had was a new fangled 'lectricality one .

How nice to walk in the park again. Long time no see. Regards, David.

Those blocks were a menace on the roads when they got wet, motor bikes skidding everywhere and bycycles like riding on an ice rink. We had a fire in the chimney one night, talk about panic, dad finally got it out just as an air raid started. Some air raid warden stood outside shouting, 'Put that...

Still grinning to myself Wendy at the truth of it all. I remember Mum looking at me severely when she found a few peas under my plate and demanding, 'What's this'. My reply didn't help matters at all. 'Granny always complains about peas getting under her plate, and I have the same problem Mum.'...

Hello Jean, people have been kicking my butt for years, so it's nothing new. Mind you, you started something with your bully tactics, so when someone complains about me sending too many stories, I'll just refer them to you and tell them I'm under orders. Regards, David.

Gillian, we all have a story to tell and if you sit down and start writing you'll be surprised how interesting you really are, bet you. Regards, David.

Thanks Chris very kind of you. With reference to my work going before a moderator is not a problem to me because some stories are near the bone, and I wouldn't want to offend anyone. I don't do this deliberately but thats the way it was and I write to the truth as best I can. Sometimes I change...

Thanks Wendy, good fun this writing eh but it's only our history for others to read and maybe learn something about us. Regards, David.

Thanks again mikejee, we all have a story it's just a matter of writing it down, for after all it is our history yours and mine. Regards, David.

Thanks Pomgolian I enjoyed writing it. Regards, David

Thanks oldMohawk, now you've made my day. Regards, David.

It has been suggested I write a profile of myself for the site. This I find rather difficult because nothing much has happened to me, compared to many others with more interesting lives, but here goes and you can make of it what you will. Mum and Dad married in Aston Church and we kids, seven of...

Thanks Mike you are very kind but I don't wish to offend anyone with my use of language. I'm rather new to the site and still feeling my way. Kind regards, David.

OK, I'm sitting on the other side of the world so bare with me. I'm walking from Blackroot pool towards the paddling pool and Sutton Main Gate and on the left was some sandstone rocks. If you stand next to them you'll see a boy climbing his way to the top, calling out to the enemy above to...

Thanks Mike, it's worth the effort when someone enjoys what's been submitted. Regards, David.

Hello Young Fella, as a writer you will know the meaning of 'blood sweat and tears', but if someone in a hundred years time says, 'Who the hell was Rupert, David and where was Aston?' it will all be worth while' believe me. Thanks for your support the people running this site are gold in the...

‘Two Stars’ David Weaver © Have you felt my hands upon you, in the valley of no return? Where the wind blew from forever, in the place where the deserts burn. When you sighed in your contentment, at our gentle act of love? As the stars showed their approval, from their watching place above...