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The Day Before Yesterday: 85 - Moving Day

...He said he dare not risk carrying us and the load up the winding hill, so we walked up the shortcut and joined him in his cab at the top. We had a few anxious moments as he manoeuvred the truck of furniture through the frozen snow but it didn't seem a problem to him. He greeted us with his pleasant grin, helping us up beside him...

Gladys Schofield recalls house-moving day.

We became very anxious as our date of departure came nearer with no sign of a thaw. The only person who we knew that would risk travelling in these conditions, lived in the village near the Co-op. He would utilise his truck to carry anything and seemed to be at everyone's beck and call at this time of the year.

He seemed to thrive on challenge and said he would use the truck as a removal van to get us to our new house, but he had only one day that was not fully booked up. That was the next Wednesday. As we didn't want more delay, we agreed.

He said he dare not risk carrying us and the load up the winding hill, so we walked up the shortcut and joined him in his cab at the top. We had a few anxious moments as he manoeuvred the truck of furniture through the frozen snow but it didn't seem a problem to him. He greeted us with his pleasant grin, helping us up beside him.

We had moved to a completely new neighbourhood. All strangers to each other, except one person. With a stroke of luck, my brother John and his wife, who was expecting her first baby, got the house opposite us.

They were the usual council houses, with three bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs. Downstairs we had a sitting room and a dining room. The kitchen was different as a small pot belly stove stood in one corner. This heated the water and the room, it kept the room so cosy it was our favourite room. There was a small front garden, a large back garden and a wooden shed to store garden and household equipment. We had a gas stove and boiler to use on wash day, as we had when I was a child. It was so labour saving compared with our other houses. The only thing i didn't like was the view. The kitchen window faced a row of other kitchen windows across the road. I didn't like that. I was so used to wide open spaces. Still, the bus was five minutes from the door and fifteen minutes ride brought you to Huddersfield.

We had lots of playing fields around the back of the houses and the school within easy walking distance. The only one to travel further was Cliff, who caught the bus to town and was then picked up by a friend on his motorbike.

We had moved at a good time. No snow hung around this area. One hint of snow and the snow plough would clear the roads. All our spare time was used preparing the back garden for vegetables. The houses had been built on farmland so the soil was very fertile. We had a wonderful crop that first year.

Easter was upon us before we realised. The boys had only been to their new school a few weeks and they got chicken pox. It's a good job it was holiday time as every other child seemed to go down with it that year. David was nearly two at this time and took it very badly. The other boys were almost clear before he started. His fair little head was covered in spots, it seemed to hit every part of his body. I calied the doctor to him, he was so fretful. He was very different to the dear old doctor we had before and seemed very offhand. Maybe he was over worked at this time. We were new to the district and hadn't had chance to choose but we looked a bit more carefully after that.

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