Mobo Horse

I often tell people that the Abbey Church Yard was my front garden, for those who don't know my family had a newsagent in the yard which we lived over.

Yes that's me on my MOBO HORSE (A 1940's toy metal horse that walked as you pushed the pedals down) and I could be left to play in safety, though I was taken to the police station in Orange Grove once by a well meaning lady.

My language skill were very limited then (not much change there then) and all I would say to the police was Popski Farr (a family abbreviation of windy pops) they phoned my Dad and said "Sam we think we have your son here" and fed me chocolate till he turned up.