I always think of my Uncle Fred as a very genial man, though my memories of him are hazy.
He was the eldest child in the family, born in 1905 at Bilston, Wolverhampton, in the West Midlands to Albert Weston and Mary Barbara Matthews.
It was interesting to note daughter Madelaine's attractive name, as I always knew her as the more prosaic "Auntie Madge".
My father John Percy was born a year followed by younger brother Eric Charles - always known as Charles in 1915. Another daughter, born c.1908 did not survive infancy.
Sadly hardly any photographs of the young family have survived. So it was a great pleasure last year that these pictures of young Fred came to light through a distant relative of my cousin - Charles' daughter.
I would love to know what occasion Fred was dressed up for with that fancy coat, and large hat.
|Fred as a choir boy. at St. Mary's Church, Warwick. |
My father too joined the church choir at th age of 7 - a role he continued in all his life wherever he lived - but unfortunately there is no such photograph.
I recall visits to Uncle Fred and Auntie Fran who were then living in Sheffield. From Lancashire, it meant us crossing the Pennines on the Snake Pass - a journey which had my brother and crouching down at the back of the car, (no seat belt requirement in those days) as we did not like the twisting road and steep drops below. We were more than happy to stop at the Lady Bower Reservoir for a picnic lunch.
The two brothers John and Fred - with a rather grumpy looking child between them - me!
Fred, Charles and my father maintained regular contact by letter and later telephone, although they lived in different parts of the country, meeting only once or twice a year.