October 27th 1992
It's a lousy day, wet cold & windy, leaves falling rapidly, dark at 5 o'clock, winter really draws on, however, I think it's a day nearer your baby's birth, & Granny Knowles used to say, "It's a day nearer Spring," as good a way of meeting Winter as any.
I've thought of some things I'd forgotten, such as places of my growing up years like "Shoal Hill" a well known beauty spot. "Pottle Pool" where the boys learnt to swim "Pye Green" where Auntie Gladys father owned & farmed much land. Old "Sam Blewitt" was reputed to be the wealthiest landowner on the "Chase" among other things, he supplied all the collieries with hay & straw for the little pit ponies. Mrs Blewitt was very good to our family, we never went short of milk, butter, eggs meat & fruit, I loved the dairy & the orchard, though the cows & huge shire horses scared me to death. Before Bill & Gladys married my Dad used to go poaching on Sam's land & I understand Old Sam had threatened to shoot Dad if he ever caught him!! To me the farmhouse was a very grand place, with a huge kitchen, & a maid