I was born in Hempstead Road in a house, Mum did not make it in time to King Street. We lived in a lovely big house, with a tennis court, orchard, chickens. The attic was so big, a child’s dream. The house was right opposite the entrance of Cassiobury Park. I lived there with my two sisters until I was 10yrs old. The house was pulled down to build the underpass on front of Peace Memorial Hospital, devastated. Moved to Shepherds Rd. Spent most of 50s and 60s in Cassiobury Park. Paddling in the concrete pool and fishing for tiddlers down near the wooden bridge. What great, happy days. The Cassiobury gates should have been left alone, no need to have pulled it down. That was a big landmark in Watford. The pond at the top of high street had black railings all around, looked great. Where has it all gone. I went to a Convent school in Kitters Green Abbots Langley when i was 4yrs old, loved my teacher, still remember her name. I then attended Holy Rood School in Market Street and Holy Rood Church which i am pleased has not changed at all. I then went to Victoria School for Girls. I lived in a three storey town house in St Albans Road, corner of St John’s Road. Never liked the house, cold and dark, especially the cellar. It was pulled down as well. Mum used to give us 2/6d at weekends. We would go to the old Woolworths at bottom of high street and buy a toy. Remember the hot nuts as you walked in and goods hanging from the ceiling. Going to see Father Christmas in Clements, boarding a boat, the floor moving, all made of wood, do not get that today. So glad I lived in Watford in the 50s, wonderful memories, truly. Barbara Skrzypek.
Memories of Watford
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