Our parents would never let us read the newspaper they always kept it under the cushion, no matter how old we were. I think it was because they got the News of the World! That was their business of course, but whenever they went out we would look under the seat and have a read!
We used to live at the top of Ely by the cemetery. It is different now, completely different. My elder sister still lives in the area, a bit further up than us. I think the kids were much more friendly in those days- we would have a little bicker banter but we were always all out together.