Jane Hartley… Girls Brigade!
Martin Stringer… I did my time in uniform
Glenn Piper… Stripes don’t count
Dennis Torrance… 1st Hastings boys brigade drummer in Hastings and bexhill carnival and followed my dad and brothers into it . Our old headquarters in such a state when I last saw it Portland steps
Jane Cranfield… I used to be in the Cranbrook Brownie’s and then Girl Guides,god that was years and years ago now
Willie Wicking… That brings back memories great times
Julie Findlay-jones… Me until I smashed the window with a football and was asked to leave, was so scared to tell my mum and dad I still got dressed in uniform and went out as usual for a few more weeks then told them I didn’t want to go any more.
Caz Simpson… Brownie then Girl Guide
Ian Watling… 8th Hastings Scout, still in the movement now
Chris Meachen… Bob a job week! I remember mowing lawns and doing washing up for this..
Virginia Davis… Brownie and girl guide at All Souls Athelstan Road
Colin Bell… Yup, cub & scout, did many bob-a-jobs
Jeanette Jones… Briefly a Brownie, not for me!
Leigh Wieland-Boys… Yes, Brownie for 3 years living in Malta – loved it, then joined Girl Guides, not for me!
Alan Esdaile… I got my collectors badge, for my collection of beer mats (long since gone). Used to knock on the pub doors when they were closed and ask.
Dave Nattress… Both – well cubs and scouts, brownies and girl-guides wouldn’t let me in back then. But…in these liberated times I suppose anything is possible. Dib, dob, dob wasn’t it or something like. I recall Bob-a-Job very well. A bunch of ‘erberts going around the posh houses and bungalows in and around Little Common, Cooden and Bexhill. All great innocent stuff!!
Michael Wilson… 1st Bexhill. Cub and Scout.
Barry French… In 1963 I was a 10 year old Cub in Brentwood Essex. My first “client” during bob a job a job week was for a lady who wanted a load of old orange boxes chopped up for firewood, plus she wanted her guttering unblocked on the outside toilet. Somehow I managed to break down the boxes with the axe she provided, (without loss of limb). I then climbed a rickety old step ladder (again provided by the lady), while carrying a bamboo cane (not actually provided by the lady but found by me laying in the garden). When I reached the summit I proceeded in poking the moss & other debris along the gutter into the down pipe (with the cane) in the hope that the next shower of rain would clear it all. I was there for a good two hours & all for a shilling!!
Nigel Kennard… Alan, seeing you certificate brought back memories of when I was in the 2nd Hastings (Emmanuel) cubs and Mrs Clayton was Akala. Meetings in a hall on Emmanuel Road and orienteering treks around the streets !
