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AUTHOR’S NOTE

Memory and perception are fallible. If you asked anybody mentioned in this memoir just how they remembered the time, places, people, and events recorded, it is almost certain that their interpretations would be somewhat different to mine. There are bound to be differences as well as commonalities - this is only natural. All I’ve tried to do is to be as honest as possible about the way I personally remembered and perceived some of the main events in my childhood. Whilst writing the book I came to realise just what a problem child I must have been, and although at the time I thought that my parents were unnecessarily strict I can now see that they were faced with a prepubescent dilemma of immense proportions, one that they could only deal with in the best way they knew how. I never went short of anything as a child and the older I get the more love and respect I feel for my long-departed mother and father. My brother is five years older than me and as a consequence of that fact we were never very close as children, but since my parents have passed away we’ve become closer than we’ve ever been, and I am proud to call this lovely man my friend.

Mervyn Linford

Southend on Sea

Essex. 2004.