|The Brouwers in 1961 - click to enlarge|
The year is 1961 and perhaps the biggest newstory that year was the introduction of Ken, as the male companion to the doll known as Barbie. I kid you not. Oh, and Yuri Gagarin was the first man in space. It was a quiet year for news. Instead, my family thought it was pertinent to have a group photograph outside our house at 16 Tennyson Road in Cheltenham. The little gingham-clad toddler, aged 2, sat on the stool with hair neatly parted with my mum's spittle, is me. The larger stick-boy next to me is my brother Paul. My mum looks like a schoolteacher but actually worked as a bus conductress, while my older sister is desperately trying to copy my mum. I remember that our next door neighbours had a large black dog which I used to cuddle up to and go to sleep. I also think we had a budgie. But time has erased any other memories.
Some eagle-eyed observers may look at my gingham-style shirt and compare it to the one I'm wearing in the picture with Rumnea, in the story below. I refute any allegation that its in fact the same shirt. The one above had long sleeves!
Labels: 1961, Cheltenham