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    twas @ very sad farewell io number 3.1 had been there for fourlwen very eventful years, so much hac happened in that time. | had grown up fram a boy, seen old Pop go away to Jersey and not come beck. Bil leaving home and jining the Marines. Later on Dad going in the A Force. Me going in the Army and coming home @ bit the worse for weer, Bil getting married, me also geting married. Sue was born upsairs in that house, it held @ good many memories for me. But there the werld doesnt stand stil But | sti think about that house, ithes & new number now but will aways be number 3 to me. ‘Sue in the garden, How about that coal? Like everything else coal was rationed and we hed used up cur quota. Stesm traine were running on the tracks next to Jim Miers place so | tald Pop | was going on the line to see # any coels were laying on the track, there was loads off! got two sack flls everynight for a week and being greedy went on the line Sunday moming. | was walking along the trck picking up ¢oel and | looked up atthe bridge ‘and what did | 9887 Somebody in a dity great blue helmet watching me. | couldn't remember ever seeing & policeman in Highiands Road before but wth my luck there had to be one hare today. | slowly moved away from the bridge but | heard him plodding along behind me and with a very cheerful “good morring Sit there he was. Then come the next question, “What are you doing Si” “Picking up coat" says | “Have you got pormission?” he asked | explained that we had no eoel at home and a bety to keop warm and thatthe local etalion master wouldit have given me permission to pick up his eae. In that cate said the copper we had better rng rim up and see i he wanted to charge me for stealing allway coal We waked back to the bridge and stares climbing 7 the back. |Was cartying my bag of coal and because of my wonky leg, t wasnt easy for me, The copper asked ‘what the problor was so told him a about “Here let me carry your seck for you" he said and he did, right dawn tothe telephone box. My ick was, In this day when my policeman frend phoned the Fareham Station Masler, he wasn't on duty but the station foreman was, @ Mr Mullen, whom | knew, and he told the policeman to let me off wth a warning, which he cid and offered to carry the sack for me. But | told him | could manage i. You see I didn’t want him to see how ‘much eval had been collected over the week. He would't have been 60 fiondly then. ‘Anyway we got settled into our new abode that night and we were very pleased with But we were shorty to change our minds. | have just remembered we also took with us mums od cat, Flt. Working at the Brickyard meant thet | would receive my hichest wages yet. I was six pound plus @ ‘Week. Wen | got my fist weeks wages Pop end | sat on tne back doorstep and counted it, twas unbelevable ‘Socwhole pounds, we were rich. When frst applied for a job there I told the manager, Mr Jim Morris, hat | was

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