![]() That night, I told Lucy it might be a good idea for her to at least try the placement – it would be an experience, if nothing else. ![]() However, my daughter was adamant she didn’t want to go – it would be boring and why, because of her disability, should she have to? Unsure, I went in to see her class teacher who assured me Lucy would learn about routine and other life skills required for the workplace, and that it might help her to decide if she’d like to do a course at the local college before looking for work. When Lucy and her class approached their final year, they were sent on work experience, which began with a four-week placement at an industrial unit in the fens where they learned to make Christmas crackers. In late 1986, my daughter Lucy was 15 and went to “special school”. “True love / You’re the one I’m dreaming of / Your heart fits me like a glove / And I’m gonna be true blue baby I love you” John Vivian Hayes Playlist: A cracker of a work placement for Lucy The book I yearned for all those years ago. ![]() The wonders of computers are beyond my understanding but I am now, thanks to my daughter Helen’s searches on eBay, the proud owner of a 1928 edition of The Pip and Squeak Annual, which cost 6/- and was once owned by a Joyce Layland of Mansion House, Dartmouth. In my stocking was the consolation prize of three leaden Pip, Squeak and Wilfred figurines, which were considerably cheaper than the annual. The whole street opposite had what was known as a dry toilet and the night soil was collected weekly.Ĭome Christmas morning, I was bitterly disappointed. ![]() Outside flushing lavatories were also a rarity, but our four-bedroomed semi-detached house had one. Christmas trees – not the norm for working-class people – were unheard of. In those days, the usual things you would find in your Christmas stocking were dates and chocolates. ![]()
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