Wendy Rogers
Sleaford Memories
First published in the Lincolnshire Poacher, Spring 2004
Trying to buy a present for a two year old who already has everything, set me thinking back to my own childhood in Lincolnshire and how my secure and happy life there, coupled with a rich imagination, made up for any lack of material assets.
I was brought up in Sleaford in the 1940/50s. Sleaford at that time was a thriving little market town that had everything a child could possibly want; a busy high street, public swimming baths, a cinema, a recreation ground with maypole and a clear flowing river that wound its way through the centre of the town.
Changing Fashions
Published in the Lincolnshire Poacher
A WARM summer is coming to a close and one in which acres of bare flesh have been exposed countrywide. Women of all ages showed their midriffs, and miniscule tops with micro skirts seemed to be all the fashion in supermarket aisles.
Flesh was only exposed on the beaches when I was growing up, and having always been interested in fashion it set me thinking how much it has changed since I grew up in Lincolnshire.