Further to Joe's question about our holidays, I am remembering our mam giving us the bus fare to go to Seaburn on a few occasions. We had to walk from Pennywell to Grindon Lane, I think, where we got a bus right to the Seaburn terminus on the seafront. We would have a bit time on the sands then go into the fair where we would put all our money, including the bus fare home into the penny falls machines. We never won of course and we had to walk all the way home to Prestbury Road. Never told Mam we had walked home. We did that many a time in the 6 weeks and would say we, the sisters, would be about 10,9 and 7 with friends about the same age. Maybe a year older but how scarey does it sound now. Oh happy days.........,
I was thinking about how we moan about health and safety issues now and I got to thinking about an incident that happened when I went to Diamond Hall school. Some of you may remember! Workmen were repairing the school yard with Tarmac. We, of course, were still allowed to play out at playtime. They had a coke burner on which to melt the tar. A young boy named Nigel (I do remember his second name but didn't want to post it on here) was running around and he tripped and fell over the coke burner. His legs were badly scarred and he was off school for quite a while. So perhaps we shouldn't moan too loudly about health and safety. Anyone else remember the incident?