Cultureshock

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I like to remember the time when I was 11 years old and two things come to mind.

First, I started looking after neighbour’s babies and I was very particular about which make of pram the babies had.  Osnath or Silver Cross, in fact, the posh ones were the best. I didn’t mind whether the baby was a boy or a girl as long as it had a posh pram. I would go with my friend, who also pushed the pram, to Thompson Park where we played at being mothers. And we used the Bowling Green’s clubhouse as our home.

My second love was when I started Grange Park Girls’ School and became very interested in sport. Netball, hockey, gymnastics and the school sports day I really looked forward to as I always won the 100 yard sprint.

Cookery lessons and housekeeping I hated. The school had a flat attached and we had to take it in turns to clean it and make meals and we could invite a teacher.  I invited Miss Johnson, the sports teacher, and it was amazing she ever played sport again after eating my cakes. They were flat as plates and as hard as rocks. Housework at home was the same. My job was to clean the windows. My dad used to ask ‘Why are our windows round while everyone else’s are square?’, because I would never clean into the corners so I could get finished quickly and be in time for netball practice.

But things change and I married and had three gorgeous baby boys and I also owned a pub where the food side turned out to be my forte and was very successful.