I was from a family 8 hard times then! No electricity, no hot water tin baths very cold, definitely poverty,oranges very rare! chicken only christmas.Front room damp never used only christmas.Children weighed and measures undernourished we'd be sent to camp schools children illnessess polio in those times. Dormitories and fresh air walks I would get lost catching them up! Assembly roll call names every morning. Hospital on the premises.
Porridge lumpy and dormitories named after poets strangely enough!
"Belloc" "Rudyard Kipling" etc: lights out no more talking, pillow fights at age 10 bunk beds ugh! we'd have a fight lights out top bunk bed.
'Scarlettina and Polio then not heard of much and nothing to help much then.I was only 10
when I went there, there was a tuck' shop if sent or saved bit money could meet parents in Carfax Horsham centre, but one day parents came they came miles I had no money in tuck box so couldn't go, they had wasted journey. The bus was a wooden old rickety wooden seats so hard and uncomfortable for us if miles down into town for few hours.
Ablusions at night we had cover our heads cos of bats flying, showers we were made to run through cold as well as hot ow! Here is camp school song
Here we are at "Wedges" camp far far away
Mummy daddy take me home
from this convalescent home
wev'e been here a week or two
now I want to be with you
No more teacher's no more books
no more teacher's dirty looks (then)
get no sugar in our tea,
we are the jubilee fading away.
One of my baby brothers had been ill weeks, only 3 years old called rheumatic fever then golden curl boy,beautiful.Like an angel' also baby,three out of us 6 got.
when I came back from camp school I wasn't well at school told my twinny friend's please don't say! but they told knowing children? head teacher whoops along I had to go to her room! temperature high and sent home alone' at least nearly hours walk. When home from camp school and eventually back at school couple of us had have our names read out in the class as off to remedial sessions
as I had no bust then, we be put in triangle shaped bandage round the neck tied and the back we'd have to bring arms up and do pressing exercises to develop us it was nerving being so young. The gymnasium jump on the leather horse for a hand stand never could, teacher's have to catch you and hold you up? or try swing on the rope and climb up! definitely not for me not enough energy.
Dr's coming brother and checked me over too, little hammer knocking knees reflexes oh! dear 2 ambulances came one walking case both of us taken away to-gether mum be crying oh! it's baby crying she'd say not true. When in the hospital and much fitter after quarantine time fumigation done all visitor's had to robe up and only look through a screen everything. Then as time went by I would sit by the drop cot and read to my brother only 3 years old then he had operations later in the years.But I was allowed home first.
I was bit paralysed but ok eventually once put on bed- pan forgot about ouch!
stuck on it till after visiting time,the rimm ooh!
We heard this noise! going my brother wanted to know what it was the 'Sister' said "one day before I left" the "Swandean Hospital" then take us so sad beautiful girl in a iron lung never seen one, I was only ten her name was Irene' and we used sing song "Good-night "Irene Goodnight" Irene where see you in our dreams, she couldn't move bless her and of course died.
the day before I left camp school concert put on . I remember we sung "Powder Your Face With Sunshine" make up a great big smile. Yellow crep'e paper bows on the shoes not sure if tap shoes but great before going home, such as was argument's and strains. Many life's things never discussed in those days. let alone many good and bad thing's have happened now as years gone by?
I lost quite bit of school my twinnies always gave their marmite sandwiches to me then at school.as always "H".hungry.
I had little skinny leg's and the shoe's feet turned over so had wedges, sliding leather piece put in after polio which never spoken of couple children not at camp school also got it very near me.I used have permission go over and feed her. After back at school I was put in bottom class, came top! the next class harder. The clinic would do electric pads in water put on legs, fascinating to watch like electric meter by my side it turned feet out and back to strengthen them.The Clinic some went and me,it was an unmade road very stoney badly lit.
I was given cartons and cartons of maltaline like a toffee, mum had to wrap it around spoon and pop quick in my mouth , quite got used to taste after while builds you up and then' sun-ray treatment hospital, us children had then those days, school navy blue knickers and dark sun glasses,children that had it done. and me bit scary?
I missed few months schooling later teenager lost my sense of smell, but I coped very well indeed never been known and pretend at 14 I could smell roses etc: work later dodgy if electric fire' on keep warm, in a job once, someone left pies on electric fire heat warm! Whoops I didn't smell it?
Course I remember the Army jeeps going along our road soldier's stop and sit on top balcony shops soldier's call out or sing as they went along. Course it was tin plates and mugs in those times.Cat and dog,had food in to.
Our pop was in The Navy very strict up bringing, all of us never answer back and time and P.Q's and to help. Must be back if out on time! "I don't care if your 21" he say, "while under my roof you do as your told"?
We'd all have jobs to do at home help Mum etc;
Oranges,egg powder then, chicken luxury once a year, cake week-end shop floors be disenfected while shopping.
Front room only warmed and used at xmas used.Ration books changed for clothes by a neighbour,for toy's big scooter, rocking horse. Dark cupboard on top floor at home oldest brother put a sheet on wall and show 'Cinematograph films Charlie Chaplin" and others great.
One present we hoped for, or 2nd hand bike we all rub spokes down pop teach us sandpaper and paint it pop test brake blocks before we could use.
Mum made Panda from fur coat may be that's where I taught myself toy making now?
Sunday's was Sunday school all in best but sometimes dinner wasn't ready. "Myna" bird pop was ill he would say "Where's dad along the pub"
just heard name t.v I remember Myna bird's name was "Pancho" he would say. and grow up! as probably boy's said amongst each other as kids.
embarrassing any called. rabbits goldfish we had animals and kittens once couple born paraylsed pop put by stove or tepid water bottle maybe that's where polio came from, or swimming pool at camp school all children all kind backgrounds used.Mostly we were undernourished.
Pop when he came on leave he get us to shell the peas and take out bad ones. Pearl Barley, bread pudding, neighbour's broken biscuits empty her tin if I'd shopped for her. Pop's allottment Sweet Peas, and potatoes, Curly Cale' was like a cabbage.Dumpling's grated cheese on and stews and later two other brother's in Navy came home and bring friend's pop' just knew they would come he was right!he would make great cheese on toast' and add oxo and other things marvellous. Tripe I hated look of. Oxes Tongue too he would buy. No one knew when they come on leave or letters.Once an uncle took me holiday to Birmingham we had bread and sugar truly loved it.
I remember doodle-bug what a noise !We be taken next door air raid shelter, or under our bed's and the gas mantle lamps black out blinds I hate noise of siren's.
I used have to go Royal Alexandria Hospital for ears, and throat etc: I was about 6 years old,my belated Mum took me, the arcade seemed so dark and tall and gloomy to a six year old.
Mum and I waiting for a bus up the hill to
hospital, suddenly awful noise, I thougt Doodle-bug coming over, Mum threw me on the ground as German plane "Messersmitch" I now learned it was not Doodle-bug! from pictures shown of war world 2 in Hove Museum,of 1944 other week, and I am trying to get photo now of the plane Curator is putting me on the list I have been in contact with to try and get one.it landed by St. Nicolas grave? no two ladies told me it hit the wall, and picture of plane in the next room go and look strange seeing it there?
Plus gas masks pictures I said to them "I called Mickey Mouse why? I don't know no" they said "you are quite right were red". I also remember red tongues, on them.
No one had a day in bed or out of work not aloud. Many tears over roast dinner's, the fat give it to the dog before pop came back pub.
We would have inspection who bit their nails course I did? But little sister "look daddy I don't bite mine?" she would say.ugh!
Shoes polished and cleaned,sometimes pop just rub shoe on back of each of his trouser legs of go for his pint.! he would put basin round the boy's head cut hair four of them, mend shoes on iron anvil. Played Violin and accordian, piano but know one picked his talent up. Typed and later in life painter decorator sign writer, and eventually worked in nursinghome. He's gone now d. young drink hard work.cancer big smoker too.
We used push his wheelbarrow miles with paint and cans on for his work heavy another brother and push miles for him Southwick to Hove then.
He made Aircraft models of ships and model St Paul's Cathedral put coloured silver wrapped sweet wrapper's for the windows, looked so effective. If any statues with mouth open he would blow smoke in fascinating to watch smoke come out. He tie rocket on end paint can did't it go bang! I usually stop in after "Jumping Jack" firework chased me!
Pop never put pegs on washing line, course wind blew all over next door and hung onto Lilac bush few words said? by ratty neighbour. Was a very angry then over his pigeons.
We had outside toilet one way switch so if one gone in from toilet other left in dark, no garden light plus alleyway also if in from toilet and gone upstairs we have to shout out for switch to be put on down stairs first, as relation put it on wrong at the time. Pop used to do dobing means like grapes take shoes and socks of and stand in tin bath and pound feet up and down get sheets clean no washing machines then. He never made his pension ill big Cancer never day off work. worked so hard.
Mangle mess.
Now come to the Mangle! I was about 7 years old and the mangle stand with 2 rollers on used for crushing apple's in a cloth and make wine. But I remember when young I told my brother if he put his threepenny bit in the mangle ! I could make it bigger oh! he said "ok younger than me but how stupid' I turned mangle handle but he did not let go! of his threepenny bit as I wanted to make it bigger! for him and last longer I ran away
screaming!for mum, and to this day tip of finger slightly squashed.
We have so much now! and can't always appreciate the things that accumulate, or get on so well with each other. we always want more. Could always get things on tick for mum as kids did all and could borrow cup of sugar neighbour or 1/- for gas, local shop let her have groceries
if I had find out what she had no one knew racket.
Thing's then I think safer in lots ways then. hostility infamilies, always somewhere just got on with, we sung around the piano, pop played but the violin he played Carols before going for a pint,the poor old sheep dog 'Rags' used open his mouth and howl Because of th high notes.
When dad was a painter and decorator and sign writer, and he painted ladies bungalow, after polio he fixed it up, for me to go and meet
elderly couple then no children just one cat and dog, they took to me, I was only 11 -12 years old,
and I stayed till week-end always I would make home made biscuits for dog "Laddie"
contained oatmeal and marmite nice, I was taught I tried them to
Night- time I played game chestnuts with toasting fork for the cat, and he had musical wind up roundabout to also the cat
"Nicky" would hook out the sprats for the dog "Laddie" down below to catch. His mouth so soft it could hold an egg inside his mouth is a true fact? Labradors.
Early morning walks and owner and his labrador dog over the downs then was safe come back rosey cheeks and an appetite.
I was treated like a Queen all my clothes first time in life all bought shoes coat dress by them elderly lady but "Cinderella' I was like.
Then week-end came had to leave them all behind and change! into my scruffy clothes, so Cinderella never went to the ball? Later in life I joined British Red cross society and believe it or not nativity scene had to sing and part of ragged child I was so nervous, then took part of a king.
I stiil have photo, all make up caked on pop! went barmy say "if you want paint on go to my cupboard get paint as painter!"get that muck of your face".
I would have been about 12 then.
I could have worked for them once I left school but, I couldn't leave my brothers and sister then, and be pampered with all the wonderful things I had including citrus fruits,yum yum, and leave them at home in poverty.eight of us. They visited now and again didn't or wasn't allowed in only very young. I felt awful then they only looked at the garden.
I used to take some brothers up to Stanmore Hospital very young to visit the one who had to have more operations later. We all go by coach if parent's couldn't afford or go. as kids all of us have a sing along on coach maybe a comb too. The escalators we have fun going up and down, but come out of the wrong tube line not knowing tube lines as only children.
Visiting the sights and babies Rickett's in ward awful their little legs strung up in the air in air in plaster poor little mights.
I think makes one very sensitive to others lives now especially as we live in a must! have days but repeated history later in life marriage, eventually started with nothing and a babe no marriage at first times still hard and love what we want and need, no hankies out please.
But as our Editor T.Cook Abctales says every one has a tale to tell. Sunny I'll go out? For the day.
My prayers go to all Haiti" and families but it will and should be a global funding all partake in.
I put £5 in somewhere to help every little bit counts when we are all so lucky!
Bless+ you all.re-done alterations now.
and added to this is to long for story for 'Hiati'.
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Comments
sarah wilson | September 1, 2009 - 08:11
You're right Julie - everyone does have a story to tell. I grew up close to Stanmore, Bushey Heath, and my parents were both fromt he area too. My Mother had scarlet fever as a child and remembers very well being taken from her parents and put in quarantine. This is a fascinating insight. Perhpas you could expand on it - in sections. Now it's all out it could be made into something wonderful.
sarah x
sunshine | September 1, 2009 - 15:01
Gosh it must have been hard to get all this down Julie. But what an interesting account of your life. It reminded me of stories my mother and grandmother told. Thankyou for sharing and for stirring memories. Margot
Cavalcaderl | September 3, 2009 - 21:11
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Cavalcaderl | September 3, 2009 - 21:13
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Cavalcaderl | September 6, 2009 - 19:59
New Sunshine
thankyou now you can write yours.
julie x (:- but I have plenty
more?
Cavalcaderl | September 8, 2009 - 08:48
t.Cook Abctales News
Thankyou so much to all poe'ts and
Story teller's at Abctales.
To-day The Evening Argus have put
in my poem it's over a month but
it's in there to-day "Angel Face"
my 1st Cherry from you all.
and Birthday 71 to-morrow same day late
Princess Diana buried.
We went London at time,
and I went onto candle vigil
Brighton then she was wonderful person.
God bless. and to
"Beeme" keep going great poems, and
"Silver-spun-sand" and Cherry brooch.
I had given up but neighbour
read and asked for it go in there
Sat:Sept 5th nearly nice birthday
surprise at last.Even though month ago.
Patience I haven't got.
julie x (:-
MistakenMagic | September 10, 2009 - 12:47
Sorry I'm so late in commenting your work Julie! I agree completely with Margot, thank you for sharing all of this with us and it is clear that you are a very brave and courageous person - I'm in awe ;)
Magic xxx
lk | September 17, 2009 - 12:00
Hello there,
-A long hard life. Good to get it all down.
My aunt had polio, my mum told me her Mum and Dad went away for the weekend and when the came back my aunt, a toddler. couldn't walk anymore. Sad but good to know as people have a tendency to say everything is going to the dogs and of course not some things are better.
Keep writing it down!
Lk
Miss_D_Meaner | September 19, 2009 - 22:44
Hi julie x
I loved reading this and I am going to read it again.
Cavalcaderl | September 19, 2009 - 23:22
New Miss_D_Meaner
Awe yes please it was done of the cuff so quickly. and do remark how you want, to. I am thinking
putting it into paragraphs is it.
Like reading all of them they are so good
sometimes difficult find the title.
Thankyou. sometimes I can tell if it's true
to lives or not true.Sarah mentioned it could be made
into something beautiful not sure how to do?Nice comment.I am gobsmacked at high readings.
julie x cavalcader (:-
Miss_D_Meaner | September 20, 2009 - 08:38
Hi julie x,
That's a good idea to put into paragraphs but I don't know. Better to ask an expert. It is such an interesting story though. x
Cavalcaderl | September 24, 2009 - 14:51
Miss_D_Meaner
Thankyou which one are you talking of
I could put into paragraphs, please
let met know.
julie x (:-
Miss_D_Meaner | September 24, 2009 - 18:04
Hi Julie x,
I am not sure but what about a new paragraph where it says - I remember the doodle-bug? Maybe. What do you think? Other than that you don't have to change a thing - it's good.
Cavalcaderl | September 24, 2009 - 20:45
New Miss-D_Meaner
Gee thanks I'll try
.Nursing a bad cold
moment and throat, quite a blow?
Now dear friend of friend's
etc: d. suddenly.youngish new.
Done it and added to it
What do you think?? ooh! ooh!
julie x cavalcader (:-
Miss_D_Meaner | September 24, 2009 - 23:34
Hi Julie,x
Yes it looks great. Sorry to hear about your friend.
I hope you are feeling better soon. Go away cold!
Great story. x
Cavalcaderl | September 29, 2009 - 08:03
New MistakenMagic
Wow thankyou wonderful comment
no we just had to get on with it.
But life goes on, much more like
my profile says, a cat has 9 lives?
Plus much awful things !but my Priest+
all ways was there forgive pray worship
Holy Shrines etc:took 4 us to kent on my
birthday happened to be then year back.
Healing as some of my poems mention.
j x
Cavalcaderl | January 25, 2010 - 07:32
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Cavalcaderl | March 20, 2010 - 22:34
New lk
Awe much more!
things were private in
those days.
sorry to hear about your Aunt yes we both
very young to understand he
was only 3 been riding his pedal bike,
and me about 10.I think sea, or swimming pool
or camp school 3 out our 6. never mind.
everything was kept under
the carpet in those days.
no matter what or who.
Unyet I don't think the
personal care is there Dr's
from child-hood you have knew families.
Woudn't dream having it on t.v don't think they existed certainly not chat show.I cannot understand
half of names for illnesses now.etc;but are we thorough now everything and beds used to be all swabbed down,quarantine all mask and robes on
visitors.Milk, and bread left at end of pathway.
julie cavalcader
thankyou.
celticman | April 22, 2010 - 09:01
a lively and interesting account. I enjoyed reading it.
Cavalcaderl | April 22, 2010 - 21:04
new celtiman
Thankyou such a lovely comment.
Difficult to do,taken out some
as well and repeated some in the
updated poem 7 minutes of belated
Pop's life (IP)ahnd new title
Sands of Time.
as Tony had read jumbled
and I sometimes go into the present or pass
hit wrong keys or carry on a bit more.
Have a good week-end.I Enjoy yours and
reading all,and help I get.
Hectic time,Daughter and hubby never made it to Spain yet!After Volcano erupting,like me
messages not re-turned from
the three given,blasted mobiles.
Could go Saturday.Mine and they give
each or none,different versions.I am not told by him.All getting forgetful.Seems the done thing
in this day and age.Does my head in,
Text secret or not told and answer,glad I have NO Mobile only him.so tired.They might go Saturday
Some and families don't look or answer their's days odd!.
julie x
TREVOR MAYTUM | July 10, 2010 - 18:21
Now I understand why you mentioned this piece, Julie. A potted history of your life and heart-warmingly written. Yes, you have had some hard times, but I'm sure that you are now a stonger person because of it.
Congratulations to you for getting Angel Face published in The Argus - a daily newspaper is a fantastic credit.
My sister Rosemary was also in an iron lung (1955/56) in Headington Hospital (now Oxford General I believe). She was a polio sufferer too at fourteen years old. She was a very athletice girl. We were living in a small Buckingshire village at the time and there were seven cases in all in that village alone. But that's another story.
Once again, well done with your writing.
Trevor
Cavalcaderl | July 16, 2010 - 11:34
new Trevor Maytum
Thankyou nice comment.
Difficult to do,Little brother only three,I was about
10.I think it was just before 1951.going back,he was
treated for Rheaumatic fever,weeks. I had been to camp schoolboth went away to-gether.We saw iron lung,there awful sound brother kept asking,Matron promised before we went,take us where noise came from before I left,brother out of six went onto to Stanmore hospital Middlesex. Going back girl name then Irene,so we used to sing that song,Good night Irene but she died.Sorry to hear of your sister,is she alright now.I lost sense of smell at 14 never been known,has advantages and disadvantages.Never talk of this.Is your sister is she affected by it.We both went to.Everything swobbed down not like to-day.Isolation Hospital outside Worthing name won't come.Three got it near us.But think caught from all in sea.Or all in swimming pool at camp malnutrition then.I do think affects schooling and for higher education,that never came any of us..I wasn't that way anyway.A girl school I said I felt not well,told teacher and home went,no cars then temperature both of f\mily Dr calling brother,little one and me as well.Never spoke it it was life then!
Must have been shock for you.I still remember camp song.Jars and jars of maltiline,feet treatment built
up shoes while.Oh!shut up,I am lucky.I eventually put his cot down and read to him,at three naughty little boy there,as I was ill. missed me I think.Tell me about your sister some time.By the way,Bournemouth no good for me emerged with a co;all ended?with in 3 months if your face fits, called in office 24 hrs less notice Managers the lot,me first,then them.Used bring us home week-ends then,and travel New Forest take us all back to work 9am.Promises money before going never did. Didn't get compensation then.What picture did you exspect.I was only 19 never left home. Don't want to talk of. remember now Swandean Hospital.We had our Silver weddding ann: way back at Oxford hotelstaff took photo but got cake and celebrated back home,families then and all children came.We worked hard.But now all I am saying mine could have done a lot more than did and has there. Editor tcook Tony mentioned be worth working at this story so keep altering and changing but some six in family still alive so have to be respectful what I put I think as don't know I am on AbcTales. One did study or do poetry I heard real poets "Keats" and other's I don't.No not always
threads and strands are left,but in all things have
to move on in life gradually.By trying now so many things is a great achievement,and go bit further everyday.
thankyou.
julie
ScoZen | October 10, 2011 - 13:01
Julie.
I have read this story as you suggested to me.
So much said in that I will be printing it off to read again and again.
Thanks for pointing it out to me otherwise I would have missed it out completely.
It has been a real pleasure to read.
Kind regards.
Brian.
Cavalcaderl | October 10, 2011 - 13:22
new ScoZen
Brian
Thankyou so much for reading it,
about family life! at home and pop
died. Nursed him to the end,no mum
there. Badly written,need doing again.
Not timed,Editor t.cook (Tony) said it was good,
pleased keep working on it! no as clever
as you or many yet! Problems few, work out
eventually, the not knowing! and all handed 2nd down.
S.S.S painter ask her help too.
A healing centre once,I went, little shed,man from war times kind of shell shocked! never spoken of it,
suddenly drew and painted it all, amazing.
Have a good day.
all the best.
julie
Denzella | January 6, 2012 - 08:07
Hello Cavalcader
Julie, Wow what a story! Your story is about a life that has really been lived. It has so much in it that resonates with me and with my husband's family's experiences. I have written about some of mine but there is something I want to write about from my husband's family history. Your story has inspired me. I am all most tempted to go to it now but perhaps a bit later.
I am so glad you pointed me towards this story.
Thank you Julie
Cavalcaderl | January 6, 2012 - 12:27
Denzella
Hello!
Wow! thanks lovley comments.
Very hard to try and write.
5th time I written and told all news on some
poems and maybe to read. Pressed button lost it all.
Have to share computer hubby Ray, in same room!
Younger idfficult I had put so much for you to read.
Thrilled you like it a bit story! True.
I previous mentioned and lost it, 'Jeremy Irons'
acting dvd 'The Borgias' The Pope= re=poem 'My Beautiful Ring' maybe read. And The Royal Pavilion'
one! So just go ahead and write your ancestry story!
Why! 'The Royal Pavion' is the best to me, and Ic eRink temporary there! Daughte later in life! married
there registry. Of which mum gt Aunt adoptted once kissed on the hand by 'The Prince Regent 'Prinny' how
many year I couldn't go far,found picture and photo sepia'
in shops Brighon and Hove. etc; love all fashion have fans,parasols,books and novelties, buy as oldies,we used to join things dance sing poetry some and instrumental not professionals,all closed.
Editor Sasid at the time I tried write this,huge! comment. Liked this and keep writing and working on it, thrilled comment and help from him. too. Mainly READING OTHER'S AbcTales works and help Edito to me!
In all adversity. Never too young never too old? saying priests once helped me.
Cavalcaderl julie x