Auntie Aggie was my mom’s sister. She married someone whose name I can’t remember now, but they had a daughter who in turn married a Tenant. Jennifer Tenant was their daughter. Eventually Jennifer married a Dr Foster. The last I heard he was working locally in the area.
Margaret Harris was my best friend from across the road in Cecil Street. Born in Pensnett she lived with her gran who was my mother’s best friend – a lady who seemed to take in many people who were, shall we say, in need of help. One boy who lived there was always shaking. We […]