Page 9 - Frank Day's memories and Day Family article

Green Man pub, and a little bungalow further on to Mrs Horne. Out to the Castle Inn where I

travelled on to Mrs Davies, along Davis Street to Mr Pearce and on to Whatmore Lane at the
corner of Davis Street and Whatmore, where there lived a very old lady in a little thatched

bungalow. Her name was Mrs Blundell; she did a lot of sewing, and was a very charming
lady. Then off I went out to Reading Road on to Sadler's Lane. Just along the Reading Road

towards Wokingham in the Dip lived my grandparents, their two cottages laid back from the

road. Their names were Mr & Mrs Eamer. We often visited one of my mother's friends.
Mrs Barns, who was very good to us, and who lived in Sadler's Lane. Through Sadler's Lane

on to the Bearwood Road, I continued, and there lived Captain and Mrs Chandos Pole - he
was in the racing fraternity.

Next cycled along Bearwood Road and Barkham Hill through Edneys Hill, where Mrs
Thomas lived. It was a very lonely road that was a bit scary on a dark night. Along I went on

Barkham Road to Doles Hill Stores and into Sandy Lane. Mrs Jones lived in the first
bungalow past the Leather Bottle pub. In Limmer Hill was where Mrs Clifford lived,

(teacher at Westcott Road School) and further down Barkham Road lived Mr & Mrs
Kennedy; I believe he played cricket for some well known team. Up past the hospital I

continued (it used to be the workhouse) to the Three Brewers pub, and in the two houses

before the pub, lived Mr Jack Prince and Arthur Prince, who were both bell-ringers at St
Paul's. In Havelock Road lived Mrs Fulbrook, and she was the mother of Councillor

Fulbrook who lived in Oxford Road. Opposite the Three Brewers pub was Halls Market
which was held every Tuesday wet or fine.

Around the corner in Oxford Road in the first house, next to what was Drake and Mount's
Corn Merchants, lived Mr Pride. He was chorister in St. Paul's choir. Also in Oxford Road

was Adams the builders \(he was churchwarden at St. Paul's) as well as Mr & Mrs Thatcher
and their son Ron who was in the choir with me and my three brothers. On the corner of

Oxford Road and Reading Road lived Mr Burgess, choir master and organist of St. Paul's, a

brilliant organist; who originally came from Cape Town where he was organist there, but he
sadly died whilst in the church one Sunday, and is buried just outside the vestry. He liked his

beer though, one could smell it, but he was very good. His wife was a beautiful singer
(opera, I think) and after his death she went back to South Africa. But the real controversy

came to St. Paul's on the appointment of the Reverend Viscount Mountmorres. A very high
churchman, which not only upset the organist and choirmaster, but also the congregation. He