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One small suitcase - Part Four

by bedfordmuseum

Contributed by听
bedfordmuseum
People in story:听
Mrs. Anne Misselke nee Alexandre, Mr. & Mrs. Jim Alexandre, David and Mrs. Laura Keyho, Mr. Jack and Mrs. Pat Keyho, Barbara and Gwen Marr, Gene Le Ray, Mrs. Gert Rowe and Mrs. Prim Roberts
Location of story:听
Netheravon, Wiltshire, Crawshawbooth, Lancashire, Stockport, Cheshire, Rawtenstall, Lancashire.
Background to story:听
Civilian
Article ID:听
A8848894
Contributed on:听
26 January 2006

Photograph of the Stockport Channel Islanders Association on the steps of Stockport Town Hall with the Mayor. May 1941.

Part four of an edited oral history interview with Mrs. Anne Misselke (n茅e Alexandre) conducted by Jenny Ford on behalf of Bedford Museum.

鈥淒avid had been in Netheravon about four days with my grandma and so after breakfast he knew the ropes. Auntie Pat would say, 鈥楥hildren, dogs!鈥 They had two dogs, one of these great big Dulux type dogs and another 57 varieties and it had been a job of David鈥檚 to take these dogs for a good run in the mornings. We weren鈥檛 going to school - we didn鈥檛 know how long we were going to be there. So he said, 鈥楥ome on, girls.鈥 So there we were this raggle taggle of three little bedraggled girls and David, who was a very, very thin little boy, and the two dogs, he said, 'come on, come on.鈥 So off we went and he took all through some little lanes and undergrowth and goodness knows where and we ended up at this long building with this door so we went in the door and there was this big Cook with a big apron on. A big fat chap and white hat and long tables full of food and he said, 鈥楬ello, David who are these little girls then?鈥 So he said, 鈥榃ell that one鈥檚 my niece and those two are my cousins.鈥 He said, 鈥榊ou are not old enough to have a niece!鈥 鈥榊es, I am. My sister was 20 when I was born鈥 so there sort of thing. 鈥極h, right children! Well we鈥檝e got sausage rolls this morning, do you fancy a sausage roll then?鈥 鈥極h, yes鈥 so we had a sausage roll. 鈥楧ogs鈥 鈥榶es,鈥 the dogs had a sausage roll and we chatted to the Cook and he said, 鈥楥heerio children, see you tomorrow.鈥 So off we went and we went through the same procedure, lanes and what not, another door in another Cookhouse, not such a fat cook this time, because it was full of Army camps you see Salisbury Plain. 鈥楬ello, David.鈥 You know David had obviously been going and he was well known and they thought he was such a thin little boy he needed feeding up. Then we chatted to this one and he said, 鈥楥ome on Dave, you鈥檇 better get back to the pub, Pat will be waiting for you with a dinner.鈥 So of course we had to run back to the pub and of course we couldn鈥檛 eat much when we got back because we鈥檇 been stuffing ourselves with all these other things. Anyway in the afternoons we spent damming a stream that David had started damming and that was what we did most days.

My dad and mum were going round looking for jobs but by that time they knew where a lot of their friends where. My mum had either telephoned if they had a telephone or written to them and she鈥檇 written to her cousin Mollie who was in Stockport and also these friends of hers, Connie and Alec. They had evacuated, he was a teacher and he鈥檇 gone to England with his school but they鈥檇 had to join up with another school and several of the teachers had been made redundant and he was one of them. But he had found a job as a Head Master of a Church of England school up in Lancashire in a village called Crawshawbooth. They wrote and said that the builder in the village was really very short of men and he would like it if my dad would go up there, he鈥檇 have an interview and he was sure he would get a job. So they went up, my dad had the interview and the chap offered him the job if he could find somewhere to live. So Connie said she would find some rooms and sure enough in a couple of days she rang and she said, 鈥楾hese two ladies, maiden ladies, had offered us some rooms.鈥 So we went up and we went straight to Connie鈥檚 first of all to have a nice hot dinner and then we walked back through the village to where these ladies where.

It was on the main Burnley road and it was the end of a terrace of four or five and at the side was a very steep hill going down to another little row of three more cottages and this was called Wesley Square at the bottom. We went in the front door and the ladies were there. The stairs went straight up and their living room was a nice big living room there and through at the end here was a door into what was going to be our living room. But we had some stairs in our living room to go down into the cellar area where there was a kitchen and a coal house and a wash house. If you wanted to go to the toilet you had to go across Wesley Square, there were four toilets in Wesley Square. Along the front on the Burnley Road, I think there were five cottages and then there were these three down at the bottom and these four toilets served all these cottages and the mums took it in turns to scrub out the toilets and white stone the floor. My mum, who only died last year aged 97, remembered about four years ago, that if you were fat or pregnant and you went to the toilet in Wesley Square you had to go in backwards and then sit down because they were so narrow! But it was filthy - the kitchen was very, very dirty. My mother nearly had a fit. Anyway these two ladies showed us where my grandpa was going to have a room, a little room and there was going to be a bigger room with a bed for my mum and dad and another bed for me to sleep in and for Gene in the holidays. They said, 鈥榃e鈥檝e got a bathroom, it鈥檚 under the stairs - there it is, there. You can use it after we鈥檝e gone to factory in the morning, we go at half past six.鈥 So my mum was awake the next morning to see the bathroom after these lady had gone to work and she ran down the stairs and we heard her say, 鈥楯im, Jim, quick. Come and see, come and see.鈥 So we jumped out bed, my dad and I, ran down the stairs and she said, 鈥榃e can鈥檛 use this bathroom, look!鈥 And we peered in, it was under the stairs the tap end was here, the end without the taps was right under the stairs. At that end there was a pile of coal on top of the coal was a cat, in the middle was an open umbrella and right under the taps was a plate of fresh meat waiting to be cooked! In the wash basin that was just there, was dirty water. So she said, 鈥榃e can鈥檛 use this! Why have they left that dirty water in there?鈥 She said, 鈥業 know as we were walking down the village we saw that hardware man, he was putting all his stuff in and I bet you he鈥檚 putting it all out. Now we鈥檒l quickly run upstairs and get dressed and get my purse and we鈥檒l walk up the village.鈥 So we didn鈥檛 bother to wash or anything, we quickly dressed and sure enough he was putting everything out. So we bought three big white enamel jugs, three white enamel bowls, two slop pails with lids and a very, very big saucepan. So we came back and my mum boiled the saucepan, one of the jugs was between the two bedrooms with cold water. My grandpa had half a jug of hot water, we had a big jug of hot water and we washed ourselves in our rooms and tipped it into the slop pails. And my mother emptied the slop pails in Wesley Square and that鈥檚 how we kept ourselves clean while we lived there. These ladies, every Sunday they would make a big bowl of pastry and leave it down in the cellar, on the table completely uncovered next to the cooker, the cellar was painted with distemper that was very crumbly. When my mum went over to Rochdale to fetch Gene for Christmas, Gene was rather a plump little girl and she walked very heavily and of course every time she walked along our room you can imagine what was happening to the pastry down below, all the bits falling off the ceiling! These ladies, they were lovely really and they would say, 鈥楨eh, Mrs. Alexandre if you ever want to make a pie you know you can have some pastry it鈥檚 down there in鈥檛 bowl.鈥 So my mum said, 鈥極h, we don鈥檛 really like pies, thank you very much, we don鈥檛 eat them.鈥 I mean little did they know that she made pies when they were at work but she didn鈥檛 eat any of their pies.

When Gene came then my dad said to us, 鈥楴ow girls we are very, very poor and there won鈥檛 be very much money for Christmas presents. And we鈥檝e just got the make the best of the Christmas we鈥檝e got. So here鈥檚 two shillings, you can go down to Rawtenstall market (that was our nearest town) and see what you can find.鈥 So we walked down to Rawtenstall and into the market which was a very nice market, we looked round and then we saw this stall right in the middle and it was full of people all standing round. We thought, what is going on there? So we pushed our way, as children do, to the very front and we saw this man and he had this magic machine! It was just like a little wooden mangle and he had a piece of white paper and he was putting it through and turning the handle and every single time out came a green pound note! He was selling those machines like hot cakes! He had a lady, she couldn鈥檛 get them into the brown paper bags fast enough and they were 1/6d each. So we said, 鈥榃ell, if we had one of those machines our troubles will be over and we鈥檒l have sixpence left to have a threepenny ice cream each to have on the way home!鈥 So we thought well we鈥檇 better watch two or three more times and sure enough every single time out came a pound note! So we thought well have one of those. So we paid over our 2/- got our sixpence change and went to the ice cream man, got our ice cream and walked all the way back up to Crawshawbooth licking our ice cream. When we got in my mum and dad were sitting at the table having a cup of tea so my dad said, 鈥榃ell then, what did you get?鈥 So we said, 鈥榃ell, we鈥檝e got something 鈥 all our troubles will be over 鈥 but before you see what it is you鈥檝e got to get a piece of white paper the same size as a pound note.鈥 So he said, 鈥楬ave you got some white paper, Ruth?鈥 Yes. So he got a pound note out and he cut it to size you see and then he put the pound note back in his pocket, 鈥楻ight, now then let鈥檚 have a look at this famous thing then.鈥 So we took it out of the bag 鈥 he said, 鈥榃hat do I have to do?鈥 We said, 鈥榃ell put it through and turn the handle鈥 and of course we were watching expectantly thinking it was going to be a pound note and of course you can guess what came out can鈥檛 you? A white paper came out the other side! 鈥極h鈥, we said, 鈥榶ou haven鈥檛 done it right!鈥 So I had a go 鈥 white paper came out, Gene had a go 鈥 white paper came out and my mum had a go and white paper came out. Poor Gene and I were so upset - we burst into tears because we thought we鈥檇 saved the world with this magic machine. My dad said, 鈥楴ow girls come along now, sit down, sit down, calm down, have a drink, now calm down.鈥 鈥楴ow then鈥 he said, when we鈥檇 stopped crying, 鈥榳as that chap selling a lot of those?鈥 So we said, 鈥極h, yes he was selling them like hot cakes. The lady couldn鈥檛 get them into the brown paper bag fast enough.鈥 鈥榃ell鈥 he said, 鈥榥ow then鈥 he said, 鈥榶ou鈥檝e been taken in by a confidence trickster. He鈥檚 going to be well off for Christmas. And all those other people like you who have bought them without really thinking that you can鈥檛 make pound notes out of white paper have been taken in by a confidence trickster. Now I hope you鈥檝e learnt your lesson now, just realise you can鈥檛 make pound notes out of paper.鈥 He said, 鈥楴ever mind, we鈥檒l have as a good a Christmas as we can鈥 and we did and of course then Gene had to go back to Rochdale.

So then 1941 dawned and we heard that there was a big Channel Island Society in Stockport and they had a meeting the first Sunday of the month. So we decided we would go. We got the bus outside our door into Manchester then we had to change into another bus to Stockport and we got to this place and it was in a big old factory on the road called Wellington Road which was leading down into Mersey Square at Stockport. You went in through the door and there was a big circular staircase and there was this one big room where they had this meeting. As we were walking up the staircase my mum said, 鈥極h, look there鈥檚 so and so鈥 and she could see all her friends and then her cousin Mollie. She saw Mollie and she saw Len and the children and oh, everybody was coming up and giving them big hugs. And then we saw this lady, she was a very old friend of my parents and her sister was there, I鈥檇 always called them auntie Gert and auntie Prim and auntie Gert came rushing up, 鈥極h, Ruth and Jim am I glad to see you! Where are you living? What are you doing Jim, where are you working?鈥 So she said, 鈥業鈥檓 looking for somebody to live upstairs. I鈥檝e taken on this house. Eddy is in the Air Force and the rent is really much too much for me. I鈥檓 looking for somebody to share the house with me. Oh, do say it will be you, I would love it to be you.鈥 So my dad said, 鈥楬old on, Gert I鈥檝e only just recently got this job up in Crawshawbooth what do I do for a job? 鈥極h鈥 she said, 鈥楽tockport is a big place. Get a day off next week and come down to the Labour Exchange, I鈥檓 sure you鈥檇 find a job.鈥 鈥極h, Ruth鈥 she was going on, she really wanted us to be there. So all the way back they were talking and my dad said, 鈥極h, I鈥檓 going to ask for the day off next Wednesday and I鈥檒l come to Stockport.鈥 So he asked for the day off, he explained to man about all the Guernsey people that he鈥檇 seen and so the man said, 鈥楢lright, you can have the day off.鈥 So he came to the Labour Exchange in Stockport and they said to him, 鈥榃ell, if you are prepared to work anywhere in the country and have leave just like a soldier you can work for the Essential Works Department building airfields. You won鈥檛 know where you are going until you are sent there. You may be there six weeks you may be there six months.鈥 鈥極h鈥, my dad said, 鈥業鈥檒l take that, I鈥檒l take it.鈥 So of course we were overjoyed when he came back and said what had happened. He didn鈥檛 mind as long as we could get away from Crawshawbooth, because it was so depressing, it was such a depressing place.鈥

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