amitwirly

My family lived on Chippingham street, our house stood where the tram stops now. Dad and grandad were both Joe Poole, all the men worked as roll turners at Brown Baileys. I remember my sister lifting me up to see the barges go down the cut. She remembers getting chips from Mrs Aynsleys (best chips in the world). Our next door neighbours were the Roses. Dad was a Unitarian and went to either Upper Chapel or on the common. We left in 1963 to follow my uncle Albert to Australia.