Some of my mother’s memories
Dora Gaines/Griffin wrote this.
Looking at all the troubles with the youngsters of today, then looking back through the years to my own school days I do worry where life went wrong for them. We did minor misdeeds of course, but we knew we would be punished if caught. Such things as scrumping, or picking blue bells in a private wood. We had walked miles to get there and we didn’t know it was private. We were chased by a gamekeeper with a gun under his arm and his dog. We didn’t get caught scrumping, but if we had then the owner of the orchard or a policeman would have threatened us with all sorts of things we could expect if we did it again.