My Young Life and Experience after 1945

“Mum, where is Dad, has he gone to bed?”

I didn't know where my dad had gone because he just disappeared. I should really have got used to my dad getting drunk because he seemed to spend a lot of time drinking. But when I think about it, his drunkenness didn’t bother me too much: it was the punching of my mum and myself that hurt me the most.

However, I did find time to have fun with a couple of friends that I had. The secret agent games that I invented from time to time coincided with the true-life games and excitement that I found along the way.

This biographical story is about Trevor C Allonby’s early life when he was a youngster, from the ages of five and a half to seven. The story starts after a short school holiday when he returns back to school. The time is around 1945 just after the war had finished, however, there was still rationing which made it difficult to get most foods. In his early school life, he had problems because he was a shy boy. He also had many issues with his father who had just come home from the war and had drinking problems along with severe jealousy. This meant that both he and his mother used to get beaten up on a regular basis.