I arrived in December 1951, when everything was still grey and rationed.
I arrived in 1947 and immediately took up painting and eating!
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I have little memory of anything except a normal happy council-estate upbringing until about 1962. I guess this was the year when the majority of kids stopped accepting that they would have to grow up just like clones of their parents. Elvis had started the teenage rebellion but The Beatles moved it to a whole new generation in 1962. I was there.
So was I, and in 1963 I owned a motorbike! (ok, so it was only a "Bantam like" Royal Enfield - but it was a statement ... "I'm too poor to afford a proper bike")
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This Christmas I'll be 64 (along with Vera and Chuck*). Makes you stop and think, doesn't it?
Vera and Chuck were the grandkids (on our knee), so they wouldn't be 64 too! You will find that your 64th birthday has all the impact of the Millenium Bug - and is slightly less interesting! Do you find that its getting harder to work out how old you are now? I put it down to the Millenium (1947 to 2000 = 53... 2000 to now is 15... so I must be ...??)
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The best quotation ever? Woody Allen. "I'm not scared of dying; I just don't want to be there when it happens".
I prefer the alternative -
When I die, I want to go quietly and peacefully like my grandad, not screaming and crying like the passengers on his bus! (unknown)
Happy Birthday for next Christmas anyway