Stories of the Bodgers: Part 1: Memories of my father, Reginald Tilbury
by Doug Tilbury
Date: 18th December 2019
On a Saturday night, he and his father would walk to Spring Coppice, Speen, where the cobbler would instruct him to stand on a piece of leather. The cobbler would then draw around his foot with a pencil, allowing a little extra room for growth. The following Saturday night they returned to the cobbler to collect the new pair of boots.
