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Postman George

Charlie

Charlie

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
My dad was a postman during the late 40s, 50s and early 60s, working out of Hockley (Key Hill) depot. He delivered mail to South Road, South Avenue, Park Road, St Michaels Hill area of Handsworth.
His name was George Charlesworth and I just wondered if anyone remembered him. Long shot I know but hey....if you don't try..!
He used to deliver on Christmas Day in those days (imagine that happening now) and always came home the worse for wear cos folk would call him in for a Christmas drink. I wonder how much post went astray at Christmas? :)
 
Charlie, I bet your dad delivered post to us in Soho Avenue which was at the top of St Michael's Hill. We were there in the 40's and 50's. I probably would have seen him but was too young to remember!!
 
Charlie

Bet it was Less than today for sure
 
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John: I emailed Ted Rudge at the email address given on the website but haven't had a reply. Is there any other way of getting in touch with him?
Thanks
Cynthia
 
Unknown postman.

:confused2: I hope you like my little postman. Or may he have been a telegraph boy?. I also have been told how informative Ted Rudge is. Will try and get in touch. Have a good day. Jean. :smile2:
 
Hello Jean, like your telegram boy, where did you dig him up from? Iwent

along with a lad who lived about three doors for a job in 1944 Penfold St;
He got in I didnt. When I came home on leave just after I had joined up, he came home for his dinner on a BSA bantom motorbike I was green with
envy, Id always want one, Alan Jeff his name was from Cleeve Road Yardley Wood. Later they were called Boy Messengers, and then when they
took. on girls they became Postal Cadets.
Hope you are both well cheers Bernard
 
He was in my mom's box of photo's Bernard and is now framed and on our hall and stairs wall. Don't know who he is but has my fathers features. Bye. Jean.
 
Hi Jean, so he could be a long lost uncle of yours, I love to see old PO photos, I used to be in the Letter Box Study Group and they used to send out .
old photos with their quarterly news letter . I believe that when you are born a map is made of your whole life, and no matter what decisions you
make you life follows that path. The arabs call it Kismet I think, had I got
that at 14 I would not joined the Guards and certainly would have met Enid.Without any doubt she was the best thing that ever happened to me in my lifetime., I still think of her every single day. Did you find find
that wedding page for me? Bye for now take care Bernard:cool:
 
Hi Bernard I did find it and will bring it to the todays post for you. On the photo it looks like the Perry Barr allotments in the background and that is where my nan and grandad lived in Franchise stree. Would love to know the link. Someone said her would have been called a delivery boy but I am not sure?. This is him on the wall and my mom is down below accompanied by my daughter in laws cross stitch. Jean.
 
Hello again Jean, I never heard them called that, in "The olden days" they used to be very scrict with them, they had to parade every morning and were inspected, shoes and buttons had to clean, I heard of a lad being sent home because he needed a haircut, without pay I might add.By the look of it Id say it was between the two wars when the photo was taken.When I got to Burton in 1957 there were five supervisers who had
all been boy messangers together, one was inspector and four asst; insp;They made my life hell! talk about bullies, they hated Brummies they
really did.But in the end I got myself elected a UPW rep; and after I had
been on one or two union schools,I was able cope. In fact twice I had
n,atonal officers. down from London Which gave the office a bad name
at Birmingham region, so they backed off, I came very close to throwing in
the towel, but being a stubbon Brummie I dug in my heels.
The best thing in Burton is the A38 to Derby where i moved to in 1973.Sounds like aBook at bedtime dont it, better go, bye Bernard
 
Bernard not before you put those wedding photo's on please. I do wish I could put a name to the person in my photo but will just have to look at him every night I pass him on my way to bed. Bye. Jean.
 
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