Monday, June 11, 2018

1975 I remember well leaving St Helens YMCA with tears in our eyes.






















1975 I remember well leaving St Helens YMCA with tears in our eyes. 
The YMCA family had taken us warmly into their lives. 
The 75 Residents, Staff + the membership of thousands gave us the wondrous of send-offs.
The granddads in the snooker room right next to our first floor flat loved our little girls, now aged one and our seven years old. 
The 200 pensioners in the lunch club responded generously to my rather loud humour and often repeated one-liner jokes. 
Now, in January 1975, following the removal van down the M1 in our blue caravanette, 
we were entering a new life for our family, and new kind of youth work.
London E16 - we are on our way.
 
 
 
BHP
 
 
 
 
BHP