WE RECEIVED a newspaper article entitled Small Island Gives Up Its Secrets to a Radio Nation.
It was sent to us by our cousin June, who lives in Isleworth. Both her and I were born in Staffordshire House, I was born in 1938 and June in 1939.
My sister is 80 years old and we had never heard the island called Johnson Island and wonder who Johnson was.
Our family name was Humphreys. The engineering firm was called Wilson and Kyle. Our dad worked there and our mum worked there doing war work in the afternoons and cleaned the offices at night.
Our late sister Doris worked there in the office.
Margaret took a jug of tea to the factory on Sunday mornings and that is where she met her husband and emmigrated to Canada.
Doris and I eventually emmigrated also.
Staffordshire House had eight rooms with four bedrooms up and four down and a scullery and a lovely garden where a bomb dropped at the bottom of the garden. We had to live in the air raid shelter for a week. This was in the garden behind Barclays Bank.
Facing our house was a boat building company named Woods.
While in England on holiday three years ago we met Pauline from MSO Marine she kindly let us walk around the garden. I sent her letters and photos.
It’s too bad our family name wasn’t mentioned in the article as some of the older residents of Brentford might have remembered us.
Anyway, it was good to read about ‘our island.’
Thank you very much
Elma Kear and Margaret Andrews