dannyatt99
A story of five young boys in post War Britain, brought up through the War fatherless, living in the backstreets, before they were pulled down to make way for the high rise flats and Council estates. Mothers did their best to discipline their kids till Dads came ho-me from the War, being strangers to many kids, it was a difficult time as many boys were wild children, naughty but not evil.
These five pals were inseparable, from poor working class families who got up to hilarious mischief. There were no bicycles or roller skates, fun was where you found it, games were made up as you went along. For Christmas we had a Mars Bar, an orange and a comic book. Our houses were two up two down terraces, the toilets at the end of the yard in a row. I'd listen to a neighbour holding a conversation with another neighbour whilst in these brick toilets from my bedroom window. Each chapter is an hilarious episode of events that happened to me and four pals. Incubator Ave was the name given to our street because there were so many kids in it (before television came out).
Eventually the street is pulled down and the families are dispersed to other areas. The five boys lives as a group are no more, new friends are made and Incubator Ave lives on in Albie (me) and the sense of humour and wit with it.