Just been having another look in my box of bits and bobs.
I came across a wedding photo of my next door neighbours daughter, Olive Barefoot with my sister as bridesmaid, I think.
Any way, it brought back fond memories of her father Albert Barefoot. He was what you would call a 'character' of the town.
I can remember him disappearing toward the hillside woods early sunday morning, on several occasions and returning just after lunchtime.
I would be outside playing and see him coming home. As he got to his house he asked me if I wanted to see something, and being 6 or 7 years old who would say no.
He opened up his long overcoat and there hanging inside was quite an array of 'game'. 3 or 4 rabbits, a pheasant or two and a couple of other birds, which I know now to be partridges. And almost hidden from sight was his shot gun, which he slowly pulled out and showed me.
I have just looked on Ancestry and have found his WW1 army records, and it shows he was wounded in action at the end of 1917.
As a child, WW1 did not exist in my world, and so now I hold this 'old rogue' in a different light as a hero and a 'character' who crossed my path, and who has left me with fond memories.
Steve.
I came across a wedding photo of my next door neighbours daughter, Olive Barefoot with my sister as bridesmaid, I think.
Any way, it brought back fond memories of her father Albert Barefoot. He was what you would call a 'character' of the town.
I can remember him disappearing toward the hillside woods early sunday morning, on several occasions and returning just after lunchtime.
I would be outside playing and see him coming home. As he got to his house he asked me if I wanted to see something, and being 6 or 7 years old who would say no.
He opened up his long overcoat and there hanging inside was quite an array of 'game'. 3 or 4 rabbits, a pheasant or two and a couple of other birds, which I know now to be partridges. And almost hidden from sight was his shot gun, which he slowly pulled out and showed me.
I have just looked on Ancestry and have found his WW1 army records, and it shows he was wounded in action at the end of 1917.
As a child, WW1 did not exist in my world, and so now I hold this 'old rogue' in a different light as a hero and a 'character' who crossed my path, and who has left me with fond memories.
Steve.