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My mum had a sweet shop on the Hertford Rd and we lived above the shop. Our neighbours were the Silverman family and I remember Philip Silverman well - I think I had a crush on him. Another neighbour (the Barber) killed himself, it was awful. I cannot remember the poor man's name.
I went to Enfield Highway School as did my two younger brothers. I still have the reference my teacher gave me when I left, handwritten in pencil!Fiona
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My grandfather, William Buttler own a tobacconist/confectionary in Leytonstone during 1920s to 1930s. Does anyone have any memories of this, also where about in Leytonstone was it.
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I well remember my school days at Watford Chater Junior School from 1957 to 1964, getting sick from drinking to much school milk, as class milk monitor with my friend Victor Oliver. Getting a splinter in my bottom, and having to wait for Miss James to come and remove it in the shelter sheds, after everybody had gone home. The lunch time acted out wars in the playground, some children had large Union Jacks so they could lead the battle charge. I remember attending Victoria Secondary Modern School on Talpits Lane, West Watford, before leaving for Australia in October 1965. I remember my art teacher Mr, Williams asking me why I had drawn an airline docked at the airport. I said I am going to Australia. He replied, oh no you're not, stop telling tall stories. I well remember the gates at Casiobury Park and buying a 99 ice cream at the entrance. I remember kissing a Linda Furnace, when I first started secondary school. I have fond memories of Watford. I have since lived in Croxley Green Linksway 1976, visited Watford again in 1993 and again in 2007, so many changes over the years of memory. I was born in King Street Hospital in October 1953. I moved to Watford from School Lane Bushey, with my family at 2yrs old in 1955 to Whippendale Road, West Watford, then a move to Hagden Lane, West Watford in 1961; until my father was offered a work contract in Australia with E.M.I Electronics. I will always have a soft spot for my home town of Watford. No more 321 and 385 buses in that dark green colour unfortunately. I would love to hear from other ex pat Watfordians. I now reside in Melbourne, Australia. Best wishes to all Watford people
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I entered St. Marys Hospital, as a Pupil Nurse on 18/10/1971' to start my Nursing training.All the Nurses in my 'Set' moved into the Nurses Home. I was 20 years old. In the ground, there was our 'school'., which we spent 6 weeks at a time., making notes from our Tutor. There was about 12 Nurses in our set., and we had a 'Home Sister, that lived in a room, at the bottom of the stairs, to our Nursing home. On moving in day we were each allocated a small room, single bed, bedside cabinet, chest of draws and a small wardrobe, and a wash basin. On each of our beds was our Uniform., 3 dresses in green and white strip, buttoned from neck to bottom of dress., which went below our knees. 3 very starched white aprons, and a green and white strip narrow belt. We had to wear skin colour tights, black flat lace up shoes., We each had a black cape with black collar., and the lining of the cape was red, with red straps that crossed over our body, and buttoned at the back, under the cape. We had white Nurses hats that were paper, that we had to clip onto our heads. No hair was allowed to touch our collar. No jewellery, and no make up, and no nail varnish allowed. Short clean nail, was hot on the rules. We had about 4 cubicle baths., with a door and bolt. Down stairs we had a formal Libary. We had a very large sitting room, with armchairs that hadhigh backs and winged sides., and a black and white small TV. In the Kitchen we had a tiny two ringed cooker, with grill. And a large oblong sink to do our washing. Then hanging from the high ceiling, a old fashion laundry dryer. The whole of the Nursing home was very old fashion, but it was home to us. I am still in touch with one of the other Pupil Nurses (Sally Stokes) We often talk about our times as Pupil Nurses. We had a wonderful Matron., who knew everything that took place, whether in the Nursing Home., or everywhere in the Hospital. It was extremely hard work on the wards., and spending 6 weeks at a time, in the 'School'., then 6 weeks on the ward. We had regular exams., that we had to pass, or you where out. We were also sent to the Children's Annexe, for phediactric work, and to Luton and Dunstable Hospital, for Medical and Surgical work. I always loved coming 'home' to St. Marys., and the gathering of our 'Set'. We ate together and Studied together. And become very close friends. My time spent training was The Best Time Of My Life!