I’m eighty seven, and this is my life blog/Memoir, I was born in nineteen thirty two, in Chertsey, Surrey.
I need to set down the important—and not so important— moments in my life so that I have something to pass on to my family.
My parents were Charles, and Ethel. They were married in 1920.
I was born in 1932 and was the youngest of six children, 3 boys, Bernard, b 1924,Don, b 1930, and myself, b 1932, and 3 girls, Deidre, b 1921, Iris, b 1922 and Christine, b 1927.
I am the last one of this family living,
I have 2 sons, Iain and James, 3 grand daughters and 2 grandsons.
My father died on his way to work in Weybridge, he was 34, he had been ill with ‘flu and because there was no sick pay, he probably returned to work too early. After cycling up Woburn Hill, he fell from his bike, and died before a doctor could be called. The cause of death was influenza myocarditis.
My mother was 34, with 6 children to bring up on her own, there was no welfare state in 1934, my mother relied on her friends and neighbours to manage.
In 1937 my mother met Fred Barker, he moved in and took responsibility for our family, he must have been quite a man to take on six kids. I was young enough to think of him as my dad, although we all called him Fred. Mum and Fred had two children, David and Sylvia.
I am using this blog, so that this story is passed on, the stories are mostly unedited and as I remember them— with just a little imagination.