Brian Leo Lee
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Memories of long ago, do they come as a flash, a sudden thought from out of nowhere. Do present days' experiences jolt you to a time when you were much younger?
Are you happy to relive those thoughts or do you try to hide them by pretending they never happened. Can you be sure that they really did happen to you, or are they figments of your imagination, to be manipulated as you please.
Occasionally, do you try to piece together your life so far? To link the events which may have had positive or negative effects. Which even now, today, you might wish had never happened. I have and this is what I remembered about my early years.
First things first, I was born in Manchester, 16th November 1937. My dad Dougie Dactyl and mother, Mildred (Malloy) lived at 18 Moodle Lane, Manchester. He worked in an engineering factory.
My earliest recollections are of standing on a Booth Hall Children’s hospital bed, aged two or three, listening to a song on the ward radio, 'You are My Sunshine'. I was in for a tonsil operation, so I was told, many years later. Also around that time, of walking up the path to our new home, a semi, 13 Newfield Crescent, Crossacres, Wyhenshawe, Manchester. (Later to become one of the countries largest overspill housing estates)