My swimming (& diving) days were spent in Aylestone Street Baths & I was amember of the Dolphin Club &, in the summer, at Kenwood's Lido.    The sun always seemed to shine during my school summer holdays & it seemed mostly to rain at night, when I was eating or when it didn't matter.     Used to catch tiddlers etc. in the little brook  at the back to St. Mary's Church, Knighton.   We used to cross over the little wooden bridge there with our jam jars & nets.    We usually walked there &, by today's standards the children would expect a lift in the car to get there, was quite a trek from Wigston Fields but we thought nothing of it.    With my mother working & my father 'away' in the War, I stayed with my grandma, who only lived round the corner, & I think she was only too pleased to have me out from under her feet for a few hours.   As long as she knew where I was going & who with, she always gave her permission & often made jam sandwiches for me & my friends to take with us.       A visit to Leicester was always referred to as going 'into Town'.   One of the things I missed when I left Leicestershire in the 70s was the Midland Red Buses.      June West Yorkshire    

June, your description of summers sounds like the soundtrack of "Camelot"! Now you will have me humming all day, Grin! --Carolyn -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of J FLEETWOOD Sent: Friday, February 17, 2012 6:24 AM To: [email protected] Subject: [LEI] Memories My swimming (& diving) days were spent in Aylestone Street Baths & I was amember of the Dolphin Club &, in the summer, at Kenwood's Lido.    The sun always seemed to shine during my school summer holdays & it seemed mostly to rain at night, when I was eating or when it didn't matter.     Used to catch tiddlers etc. in the little brook  at the back to St. Mary's Church, Knighton.   We used to cross over the little wooden bridge there with our jam jars & nets.    We usually walked there &, by today's standards the children would expect a lift in the car to get there, was quite a trek from Wigston Fields but we thought nothing of it.    With my mother working & my father 'away' in the War, I stayed with my grandma, who only lived round the corner, & I think she was only too pleased to have me out from under her feet for a few hours.   As long as she knew where I was going & who with, she always gave her permission & often made jam sandwiches for me & my friends to take with us.       A visit to Leicester was always referred to as going 'into Town'.   One of the things I missed when I left Leicestershire in the 70s was the Midland Red Buses.      June West Yorkshire     ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message