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       Growing Up on the Grove, East Ardsley.
       By: Leslie Date: September 12, 2024, 9:53 am
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       Growing up in East Ardsley, Wakefield.
       Oh well, where do I start, I may write more than post on this
       topic.
       I was five when we moved there from Church Lane (Lee Fair,West
       Ardsley) it was an old house that was pulled down after we left.
       We were now on the Grove, a street in the suburbs of Leeds with
       three bedroom, newly built semi detached houses. We had a
       garden, front side and back in  which we attempted to  grow
       edible plants. We failed. We also lost our front gate to fellow
       boys using our place as as
       A short cut to the fields where we played,  (make shift )
       cricket in the summer holidays with the Mitchell Brothers, who
       lived opposite us. The Mitchells went to some technical school
       while we went to grammar school. Others such as the Gaunts and
       Walsh kids got little education. The daughter of one family (not
       named here) became a prostitute and years Later we read about
       her in the Sunday, News of the World.
       We were a mixed group. The Walshes were Catholic and when a
       teenager I  used to be friendly with Clfford.I didn't know he
       was Catholic at that time. He got a job at the gas company at
       Tingley cross roads. He told me that he did his National service
       as a cook near the Roman border between Scotland and England, He
       also told me that (I cannot vouch for these tales of war which
       will follow here,) that in Trieste he had to March with fixed
       bayonets against bare breasted women who were protesting
       something or other. I have been to Trieste as a tourist.
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       Re: Growing Up on the Grove, East Ardsley.
       By: Leslie Date: September 12, 2024, 10:22 am
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       Years later I met Brian Gaunt, now a window washer washing the
       apartment windows  where my mother lived. I was visiting her
       from Canada. He told me about being in Malaya with the British
       Army and spoke of two incidents that happened to him. He was
       walking in single file in the jungle when one soldier's gun went
       off and blew a hole in the back of the soldier in front. He
       described the hole in detail. He also said he was up a tree and
       the Communist troops where below and he prayed that the monkeys
       would not give him away. He lived to tell the tale. He started
       talking about my younger brother's drinking habits-and at that
       point
       I said nothing and walked away.
       My brother Selwyn was with The R.E.M.E, (British Army ) In Hong
       Kong. He had some wild tales to tell which I cannot repeat here
       Then there was Derek who lived on a street close by who was
       wounded in Korea, He wore a blue insignia on his uniform jacket
       to show it was so. It was an American War
       and I don't know  why he volunteered.
       These young men  were called up for National service , or
       volunteered, and all were my age or a year younger, + or - one.
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