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Rosary Road Erdington Memories
- Thread starter Peterpoppit
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Hi
just noticed this old post. June was my aunt, after travelling around Canada and usa with 2 other girls on their motorbikes she finally settled in Florida, married twice, had 2 girls and worked at Miami university in nuclear medicine and passed away 2010. Brenda married and lived in West Bromwich had 1 boy and passed 2013. My mum, Eunice married dad, David Giles(also my name) had myself and sister Sandra and lived in Neville rd until 7 years ago when they moved into New Oscott village. My dad passed away last year but mum is still there. They lived at 95 Rosary rd and mum often talks about the good times growing up there but she hated the war time. I have many happy memories growing up in Neville rd, playing in Brookvale park, fishing, sailing on the lake, water skiing, putting, tennis. My parents met whilst working at the GEC and every sat dad would take my sister and me to watch the football there as he used to play for them. Many happy memories. Hope you get this.
Cheers David
just noticed this old post. June was my aunt, after travelling around Canada and usa with 2 other girls on their motorbikes she finally settled in Florida, married twice, had 2 girls and worked at Miami university in nuclear medicine and passed away 2010. Brenda married and lived in West Bromwich had 1 boy and passed 2013. My mum, Eunice married dad, David Giles(also my name) had myself and sister Sandra and lived in Neville rd until 7 years ago when they moved into New Oscott village. My dad passed away last year but mum is still there. They lived at 95 Rosary rd and mum often talks about the good times growing up there but she hated the war time. I have many happy memories growing up in Neville rd, playing in Brookvale park, fishing, sailing on the lake, water skiing, putting, tennis. My parents met whilst working at the GEC and every sat dad would take my sister and me to watch the football there as he used to play for them. Many happy memories. Hope you get this.
Cheers David
Hi David. Thanks for your reply which came as lovely surprise, particularly giving all the details.
You speaking of Neville Road, during the war a pal or mine lived in Neville Road. One day he didn't come to school
and we all wondered what had happened. Next day he came in to tell us a bomb had dropped in front of their
air raid shelter and they could not get out, it had sealed them in. About that time we had a large tree behind our garden
and the Anderson shelter was underneath it. One night we heard the whistling of a bomb coming down and then a crackling
noise which we could not understand. Dad went out 10 minutes later but could see nothing. Next morning, searching for
shrapnel which we used to take to school to see who had the bigget piece, I looked behind the shelter and there was a bomb laying down. Never run so fast in my life !!
You speaking of Neville Road, during the war a pal or mine lived in Neville Road. One day he didn't come to school
and we all wondered what had happened. Next day he came in to tell us a bomb had dropped in front of their
air raid shelter and they could not get out, it had sealed them in. About that time we had a large tree behind our garden
and the Anderson shelter was underneath it. One night we heard the whistling of a bomb coming down and then a crackling
noise which we could not understand. Dad went out 10 minutes later but could see nothing. Next morning, searching for
shrapnel which we used to take to school to see who had the bigget piece, I looked behind the shelter and there was a bomb laying down. Never run so fast in my life !!
Hi David. Thanks for your reply which came as lovely surprise, particularly giving all the details.
You speaking of Neville Road, during the war a pal or mine lived in Neville Road. One day he didn't come to school
and we all wondered what had happened. Next day he came in to tell us a bomb had dropped in front of their
air raid shelter and they could not get out, it had sealed them in. About that time we had a large tree behind our garden
and the Anderson shelter was underneath it. One night we heard the whistling of a bomb coming down and then a crackling
noise which we could not understand. Dad went out 10 minutes later but could see nothing. Next morning, searching for
shrapnel which we used to take to school to see who had the bigget piece, I looked behind the shelter and there was a bomb laying down. Never run so fast in my life !!
Thanks for the reply, I feel its important my generation and younger learn more of what went on back then. Mum often tells of when in the Anderson shelter her dad thought the bombing had stopped and went up the steps to check and one came down, throwing him across the shelter. Luckily he was ok but the bomb had landed in Doidge rd killing some who lived there. During the war they had an evacuee staying with them, also called Eunice. Mum and her sisters were due to be evacuated and were on the bus waiting to go when her mum saw them crying and got them off.Hi David. Thanks for your reply which came as lovely surprise, particularly giving all the details.
You speaking of Neville Road, during the war a pal or mine lived in Neville Road. One day he didn't come to school
and we all wondered what had happened. Next day he came in to tell us a bomb had dropped in front of their
air raid shelter and they could not get out, it had sealed them in. About that time we had a large tree behind our garden
and the Anderson shelter was underneath it. One night we heard the whistling of a bomb coming down and then a crackling
noise which we could not understand. Dad went out 10 minutes later but could see nothing. Next morning, searching for
shrapnel which we used to take to school to see who had the bigget piece, I looked behind the shelter and there was a bomb laying down. Never run so fast in my life !!