Early Years 1954-1971

Every weekday morning from the age of four years old until I went away to sea at the age of seventeen I was awoken by the air raid siren ...

There are some things etched in my memory like carvings into stone. Fifty years ago today, I pretended to be two years older than I was a...

One day, when i was about eight years old, Mr. Morrel, the headmaster of the tiny Oakfield Road primary school that I went to, gave a les...

At the age of five I was led by the hand down the road to Oakfield Road Primary School by Lennie, the older kid who lived next door. We w...

My earliest memories are of the boarding house where I lived with my baby sister Gwen and my mum and dad. The four of us lived in a groun...