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castle261:
You are right Dave - we need something to read, as well as guess on KHF. Some of the members may have a story to tell, that little incident,
that story told by grandpa, growing up in your area. My own area near Fort Luton, as a child we never went near the edge of the moat in case
we fell in ` full of snakes ` we were told. These were the days of building the council estate`s, the White Road area, then later Lords Wood.
The days when the Wall`s ice cream man, pushed his three wheel bike UP Castle Road, for us to buy, a penny lolly.

Dave Smith:
Colin. Why not divulge? It may give us a smile in these difficult times & I doubt anyone who reads it will be associated.

Colin walsh:
My wife worked for years as assistant cook in the officers mess ,then in charge of a Mrs Amy,some times "trainees"were allocated to the mess as helpers,she told me many a strange story,somtimes comical ,somtimes tragic of the boys she met there,my wife was not employed byHMPrisons but by the officers mess committee,So she had no official connection to the prison.
We have been divorced now for many years,but I still recall the tails I was told,never to be divulged.😎

AlanTH:

I lived at Cookham Wood just across from where the road went around the Borstal. Warders used to march a crocodile of inmates out for a walk om Sundays. It was funny when they decided to go for an impromptu "run" in all directions with warders chasing them.
Many used to make for the bridges over the Medway trying to get to London I suppose including the M2 bridge even when it was under construction.
Actually before we moved to Cookham we lived in Baker Street and my father went out in the backyard one night to investigate a noise only to be threatened with his gardening fork by an escapee from the Borstal. Not sure what happened after but the old man soon came back in and locked the doors.
But we used to go for walks around the farm the boys worked on and that was enjoyable because most of the work was done by the big shire horses they still had there.
AlanH.

pete.mason:
I went to the POs Social club at Borstal a few times on brewery service calls. Bit like an army Corporal's mess-basic & cold. One of the interesting things it held in common with some of the mental hospital social clubs was the vast quantity of quarter bottles of spirits that were sold. I wonder where it all went ??  ;D ;D

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