We used to stay in Tricketts Cross/ Moordown  in my aunt and uncle’s caravan regularly. I adored it.  The caravan (like everything else to do with ny aunt) was bright and airy, I remember Mum would always buy fresh bread and butter (which was a  real treat) and jam while we were away, I seem to remember a lot of non-stop cricket too! I don’t think we used wickets, if the ball hit your legs, you were out.


One of ny brother’s friends came away with us one year, He was always a member of the family even when he was chambering in and out of clothing bins, giving impromptu  puppet shows. I believe he was at the back of the church opening beers with my brother one Chtistmas Eve

He was also the joker who nearly got them all. beaten up when he had squirted a soda siphon across  the bar.

When we got back from holiday, he had ended up sleeping  around our house because he was really upset that his girlfriend had dumped him.  He was also involved in blowing up condoms.


As I have said many times,es my best friend is married th one of my brothers friends.

I wanted all this for our son. I had tried to make his friend feel welcome online during lockdiwn! My daughter’s friends have ended up being wonderful. Most of my son”s friends have been a disappointment!

Whatever happened to mateship?


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