Geoffrey & Gregory
Geoffrey lived next door to our flat, and Gregory lived on the other side. Both were about my age, and we all became friends. Geoffrey was a rather large, Just William type of character, with chubby red cheeks, and a portly belly even at that young age. He usedto ride around on a three wheeled tricycle with a huge box on the back, which usually contained sweets or chocolates given to him by his Mum. Once, when I was playing with Geoffrey in his flat; we went into his bedroom, and there on the side was a huge bowl of sugar, which he
Gregory’s parents were from the West Indies, and sadly when his Mum died; he and his Dad moved back to Jamaica to be close to the rest of the family. Before they left, they gave me Gregory’s go cart. It was a fantastic toy; totally made from metal; a replica of a 1930s racing car. I drove it around out the front of the flats at Heston Grange until eventually the axel wore its way through the chassis of the car, and it fell apart.
|Not a photo of me I'm afraid, but you get the idea.|