I have many memories of staying in this home 1946.
I think the Matron’s name was Miss Higham and there were several care staff. I was about 9/10yrs old then and the oldest boy in a mixed home. Matron was lovely and she used to sing late at night after we kids were sent to bed. She sang light opera and would be rehearsing for next concert at Hemel Bapstist Church. I would threaten boys in my dormitory to keep quiet so that I could hear her.
I was invited to the church and she had beautiful dark auburn hair, wore a long dress which was a dark green velvet with a low square neck-line and a diamante necklace, I think , my first. love. I remember the gardener, Mr Goodall. He lived in Union St, and he used to let us go scrumping and always threatened to catch us if we dare. Nobody ever mentions this place its as if it never existed.
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