Winter, 1941. The snow was gradually turning to slush.
The war was in its third year and, being an eleven year old boy, I found it all very interesting – especially the tasks we had to fulfil to help with the war effort. After school our duty was to report to gun sites and help fill [...]
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Until he died, my dad would fish or rake for cockles in Poole Harbour, selling his catch to the local pubs. The cockles needed to be fresh, so our tin bath was their haven until sold. However, Friday nights were bath nights so our small kitchen became the bathroom. The salt water was rinsed from [...] I have many happy memories of my time as an apprentice at Bolson’s shipYard, which is now occupied by Sunseeker’s. The annual Regatta particularly stands out. |
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