Your Memories

We certainly jogged memories with our feature last time so here are some of your musings.

In the swim

When I was about 4 my two older sisters took me to the swimming pool. They were running around the edge so I followed trying to catch up with them. But I tripped and fell headlong in to the pool. I must have thought that to get out I needed to swim to the steps so I did. It didn’t occur to me that I couldn’t actually swim, but I’d seen them doing it so just copied what they had done. Amazing what having no fear enables one to do.

Meg James

Local Air Raid

It was in the early years of World War2 that the German Luftwaffe carried out a raid on Vickers factory at Brooklands where bomber and fighter aircraft were being assembled.

After school one day, my sister and I, started walking to our home on the edge of Sunbury Village, when suddenly, a low flying aircraft, with black crosses on its wings swooped overhead, and we heard the loud rat-tat-tat of machine guns.

A man standing next to Marshall’s Garage near the entrance to a shelter saw our danger and made us take cover in the shelter until the raid was over. My Father who came looking for us checked the shelter and remained with us until the danger had passed when we were driven safely home to our very worried mother.

Richard Lawerence

Not Forgotten

I remember a blue paper twist of salt in bags of plain crisps; pressing button ‘B’ in public telephone boxes to get your four pennies back; female bus conductors (clippies), who clipped bus tickets; Shippam’s Fish paste sandwiches; trams running up and down Brixton Hill, Energen rolls (‘slimming’ rolls largely comprised of air and Party lines (shared telephone lines).

Paul Riches