Mossley Primary School school drawings, dating from 1971, when I’d have been about six.
The Lion Park
PICTURE CAPTION READS:
Ther is a lion It is a daddy lion he is
TEXT READS:
on saturday we went to the lion park in portrush. we saw the lions. there was a man in a stripy car to chase the lions when it was nearly lunch time the lions started to growl and roar. then we went to see the monkeys the man puts nuts and raisens on your car bonnet. the monkey jumped on the cars bonnet when it saw the nuts. it ate them then it climbed up on to the roof then it jumped down on to the gruond we where feeding a baby lamb my daddy was playing a tune on a baby elephants trunk there was a horse with it and it got caught
NOTES:
Reference to a day out at the now defunct [?] Lion Park, near Portrush. Last sentence is a bit of a guess, as the writing was squashed up and half off the page. But I wonder if the RSPCA should be told that my dad seemingly made a habit of "playing tunes" on the baby elephant’s trunks?
My Dad
TEXT READS:
he won medals for diving to
NOTES:
Text is a continuation of an essay [or should I say 'hagiography'] of my dad on the other side of the page. Where we learn that, as well as winning medals for diving, he [apparently!] won loads of medals for being a soldier [methinks someone may have exaggerated his time spent doing 'National Service' to an impressionable kid]
Train crash
NOTE:
No captions here but, given my fascination with things going on fire and/or blowing up, I think it’s fairly safe to assume that this train is crashing. There certainly seem to be some people flying through the air and flames coming off the roof of the rear carriage.
Train not crashing
NOTE:
Again, no caption, but this looks like a rare picture of a vehicle not meeting with disaster. There’s even a happy rainbow in the sky. Mind you, a rainbow implies it’s been raining. Those railway tracks will no doubt be as slippery as hell. Something’s bound to go horribly wrong!
