Wednesday 31 August 2011

I Record My Memories 43

 
In the 1940's most of the young men of the village had been called up to the armed services , so it was all the older generation of men working on the farms and on the estate.

As we got to the age of ‘call up’ the war had ended and younger farm lads could be exempted, and father had a lot of papers to sign just to keep us lads at home and prove there  was enough work for all of us on the farm.



I Record My Memories

I record my memories, of where I lived my life,
People who lived and worked here, all about the strife,
The ones that moulded me, from very early age,
Learning how to cope with life, recorded on this page.

I started with my mother, and all the things she did,
Father’s next on how to work, and earn an honest quid,
Then it’s all the neighbours, of how they influenced me,
Its on to school and educate, to use my head you see.

Everyone’s an influence, in a small village like ours,
Tell you tales when they were young, they went on for hours,
Some were porkies I’ve no doubt, but non of them were lies,
Stories told and past down, told before they meet demise.
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