Hi I lived in beech road and have all the same memories as Raymond Jenner apart from ron aldersly the co-op milkman and horse there was also fred the milk from express dairy big competition then. Archie the rag and bone mans visits were allways welcome by the kids in the street exchanging old clotes for a few pennies or a toy sometimes even a goldfish. I went to callowland infants school circa 1955 – 1958 anyone in miss lilys class know of the whereabouts of the foster sisters carol and I think mary. Lastly I remember a few of the families does anyone remember us from number 25 beech road.
Thinking back to our days in Beech Road in the 1950s it was a wonder none of us was seriously hurt. From racing down Fuller Road hill on our trolleys, to stone fights using our dustbin lids as shields, making bows and arrows in harebreaks reck and using them in cowboys and indians duels ha ha great times. Playing games, lighting fires in the air raid shelters in harebreaks reck. Scrumping was always a great thrill too, we used to scrump at a house next to the salvation army on st albans road, one day w got caught and the woman said if we wanted the fruit jus knock on the door and ask , we didnt do it anymore ha ha instead we went down to the bridle path and scrumped from an hotel there, what fun we had. Sadly bygone times.
I remember Percy Grillo he used to come to our house for a cuppa, as my step brother worked for him. My step brother started with Percy with an ice cream fridge and a bycicle on the high street on the corner by the pond. I see a photo of The Odeon cinema in north watford ( or the pictures as we called them ) saturday mornings was our treat going to saturday morning pictures, being left in suspense wondering if hop-a-long cassidy would be alive for the next wek ha ha. Also we used to change our farthings for bread at the yorkshire bakery on st albans road and it was still hot mmm lovely what a treat. Anyone out there used to go to callowland infants 1954-1956 and later the boys school up the road 1956-1959 then we moved to the meriden estate. My fatheer used to go hunting for rabbitts at the weekends so we had good stews, my uncle knew a good spot to fish for pike which was great for us when he came to visit a lovely big pike for dinner. Hope this has stirred memories in you take care all.