When the time came for me to move to senior school, I went with my
        friends from primary to a recently built comprehensive school in the
        middle of Egremont, Wyndham School. Children came there from various
        towns and villages in the area and our year was the first full intake.
        Prior to Wyndham, the children of Egremont all sat the 11 plus exam and
        if they passed, went to the grammar school in nearby Whitehaven, or the
        secondary modern school in Egremont which had now been converted into
        the public library and also housed some of the Wyndham offices and
        studies for the sixth form. Our year were given the option to take the
        11 plus and go to Whitehaven Grammar if they passed, but subsequent
        years were automatically enrolled at Wyndham. 
        
        I’m not sure why my parents didn’t want me to go to the grammar school;
        we had done past papers in school and I would have doubtlessly passed,
        so I just don’t know. I did enjoy my time at Wyndham and my favourite
        subjects were probably art and English, whereas Domestic Science and
        sewing I disliked intensely. What I didn’t enjoy was moving from
        Egremont to Beckermet, a pretty village a few miles away. 
        
        Now I had to travel to school by bus. Sadly for me, there were no girls
        at all in my year from Beckermet, and looking back, the next few years
        were quite a lonely time for me. Public transport was extremely sparse,
        my mother did not drive (and always refused to have lessons), so it was
        difficult to see my friends from Egremont outside of school. By now, I
        had two younger sisters, but being eight and ten years younger than me,
        weren’t much company for a teenager. 
        
        I remember my parents asking me whether I would like to move to
        Beckermet, and I said that I would not as I would have no friends there.
        Why they bothered to ask my opinion, I don’t know, as my opinion clearly
        did not count and the decision had already been made. And so we moved
        from a market town with a cinema, library, swimming baths, shops, cafes,
        and where I had friends, to a village with a grocery shop and a post
        office and nobody my age. This started a very dull period in my life,
        which only started to change when I was almost sixteen. 
      
Female, Born in 1954, North England
        November 2021
          "There and Here"