The last few years of the 1940’s were really interesting.
Firstly, I was born! That happened in October 1946 apparently at 6:30am. My Mum later said that I arrived just in time for breakfast. This interest in food is with me to this day!
Obviously dates were important to my Mum and Dad because they made some notes that also in 1946, I offered my first smile. In 1947, I showed a first tooth; said “Da Da”; crawled and stood up. In 1948 I started walking. They were probably very proud of me at the time, but may have regretted it later when they realized how much trouble a walking Colin can get into!
Why was I called Colin? The story goes that my parents were expecting another girl (they already had Valerie) and had planned names accordingly. When I arrived, it apparently caught them totally off guard.
With only two varieties of babies available, you would think they would have planned better however, my Dad rushed out and bought a Radio Times* and started going through it looking for names. There was a pianist called Colin Yearsley (spelling uncertain) doing a concert one evening and they apparently liked the name! If the Radio Times had given his middle name, perhaps I would also have had one of those!
Valerie was born exactly 3yrs before me …… to the day! Here we are in Colwyn Bay enjoying ice creams in 1949!
* The “Radio Times” was a weekly guide to the programs scheduled on BBC Radio. Note that at this time, there was only the BBC producing radio programs in England, and there was no television.