There is a place in the middle of London known as Trafalgar Square. In the middle is a statue on a column of Lord Nelson, surrounded by four life sized stone lions at the corners. Trafalgar Square also has another significance, at least it did when I was a kid.
This is a photo of me, about 8 years old, feeding the pigeons in Trafalgar Square. Note how smartly dressed I was. My Aunt Lil was a seamstress by profession and she made the costume I am wearing. I remember it was a nice pink colour with white trimmings. You can see people in the background, all dressed in the style of the fifties.
The pigeons had made their home in Trafalgar Square and there were many places where you could buy food to feed them. The ground had white stains everywhere from their recycling process. That was the main attraction. When mum suggested an afternoon out to feed the pigeons I was ready to go. I remember catching the No. 8 bus from Bethnal Green where we lived in East London and we were there within half an hour. I was armed with my bag of pigeon food and it did not take long until I was inundated with pigeons everywhere. I even remember this particular day when this pigeon decided to settle where the food was and he really did not want to leave.
Thanks mum that you took the photo with your Brownie box camera on that day. Memories of the past – and I still have the camera amongst my souvenirs of the days gone by.