Memories of dating
Patrick's School were I meet some good pals, John Wilson being just one.I believe the photo on your school is with our teacher a Miss Berry, I am there somewhere, but just can not work out who is who.After settling in with all the other new boys and girls, our names were called out off the register which was done each morning, I believe there were about 35 pupils in our class.We did not have desks in this class but there were small wooden tables where 4 or 5 pupils were seated to each one.I attended the day nursery opposite Summerfield Park until I was of school age; I then attended St.Georges in Plough and Harrow Road until I was 7-8 years old. Phillips) his name was Arthur Booth my mom was Olive Johnson.Eventually I went into the last class in the infants, my teacher there was Miss Girdlestone, she was a real shocker, such a nasty temper, she used to shout and get very angry if you did not pay attention.By this time the mugs of Horlicks were replaced by small 1/3 pint bottles of milk, which we had each morning.
My memories are very clear of my time there, Miss Bamford moved to Bath Passage at the side of the baths.
When it was pulled down and then they rehoused her in Rodney Close.
My nan and granddad were rehoused in Wells Tower from Ingleby Street, and are buried in Warstone Lane cemetery.
Miss Bamford (my auntie Nelly) as we called her died at the age of 99 many years ago and was my moms best pal so to speak (like a mom to her). Hampton Street, and I used to go to the xmas party’s there with her.
She never married as the man she was to wed was an officer in the first world war and was killed there as so many were.