Memories

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1.  What do you miss most from your childhood?

My dad, because he died when I was seventeen. He was my hero, and never let me down. I miss those days, where I asked him questions, and sit by his chair. An amazing person, his kind heart always shone.


2.  Would you like to relive parts of your childhood?

Living with my parents, brother and sister, and having their support. Going on holiday, and and the time spent together makes me smile. I wouldn’t want to go back to my junior school. Bad memories of being bullied. The day I met my best friend, at secondary school, is one part I would never change.


3.  As an adult, did you pass on any of your childhood traits to your children/nephews/nieces ?

I value real friendship, and my children are the same. My daughter and son do not have many friends, but those they do have, there is a special connection.


4. Were your parents strict but fair in their discipline?

Mum smacked me if I were naughty; it was accepted then. She didn’t hurt me, and mostly she would give me a warning to stop being a pain before hitting me on the leg. She stopped when there was a red mark, and my brother told her not to do it again.

Dad never hit me. He had a disappointed tone when I complained he would ask what I did, and there was never an occasion when I was in the right.

I am grateful for being brought up in a home where I knew I was loved. I got to play outside (tennis, stilts, rounders) with my pals from my neighbourhood, without any cars. I went swimming and to the fair with my bestie. All I needed to do was be in before the streetlights came on.

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I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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  2. So lovely. I can’t remember hearing either of my parents rasing their voice to us. I do remember biting my sister so Mum bit me. She drew blood and I still have the scar on my bum. She cried harder than I did, but I never did it again, as I’d made my Mum cry. I loved her so much. I always wanted the best for her. I think she knew that, even towards the end of her life when dementia took a hold.

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