Friends I used to know (Part 1)

When we moved to BC from CSP in 1975?, I lost contact with the first group of real friends I ever made. These were proper friends – not random 2 year olds I met at the nursery in Rickmansworth!

Subsequent searches on Friends Reunited have not been successful at all.  In fact, I’m starting to doubt my own memory… (dangerous when you consider the potential scope of this Blog/Idea).

OK, names… here you go:

1. Andy Ivy – my best friend up until then (and the reason for my choosing to support QPR)

2. David Johnstone – I remember being driven to his parents’ house for birthday party.

3. A girl – Annabel? Abigail? Alison?.  And I certainly have a memory of a birthday party at her house. Perhaps she was the first girl I fancied…?

I must ask my parents whether they remember any of them.

Pipkins

I have a memory of watching Pipkins (I’m pretty sure it was Pipkins, anyway) after coming back from Sunday School.

We (me, A, M?) were sitting in the living room in BC.  On the programme, they were demonstrating how to design/write a word where the letters of the word illustrated the word itself.

Either the word they used as an example was “hospital”, or I decided to use that word myself.  So I got to work at D’s desk, cleverly drawing (with felt pens) the word letter by letter.  In order to reflect the “idiom”, each letter was drawn in its own bandages.

I must have spent a good half an hour drawing the word. I remember M&D being impressed with the finished article, although a concluding observation that I’d missed out the “s” didn’t go down well.  A characteristic furious violent (but brief) display followed, and the artwork was torn up and binned.

Bloody hopital – stupid idea anyway…