tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9885571.post6763877477812648422..comments2023-05-14T15:57:31.207+00:00Comments on The mogs blog, the meanderings of a cat through yarn and life: Long ago memoriesambermoghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09336045464678882082noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9885571.post-22168402373333564382017-08-08T17:01:17.324+00:002017-08-08T17:01:17.324+00:00Hello, I was at Broughton Tower from 1960 to 1964....Hello, I was at Broughton Tower from 1960 to 1964. My maiden name was Margaret Dobson. I was 2nd eldest in a family of 7. I enjoyed some of my time there, mainly the little school with Miss Crawford and Mr Sharples. I hated some of it, just being away from home and my family. I remember going on walks to the bungalow field and swimming in the river Duddon. Nurse Creighton took us in the woods where she lit a campfire and we had fried egg butties and sang Kumbaya! I remember a girl called Val from Liverpool, Theresa, and a boy called Graham Towler. I remember 'Tuck Boxes'. Does anyone remember me?Margaret.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9885571.post-16778803791910215772014-01-18T15:40:05.356+00:002014-01-18T15:40:05.356+00:00I was at the towers for a time, until I left in 19...I was at the towers for a time, until I left in 1963, like you I escaped a difficult home life and learnt to love the surrounding countryside and the lakes, coming from Liverpool it was a different world. iremeber a nurse jones who took me to visit her brothers farm where I learnt to milk a cow lol. in the time I wasthere ionly seen my parents once and can remember lookingout of the window down the drive on visiting days wondering if this time they would come and they never did xdoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02856111746378301379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9885571.post-68073833428235717822014-01-18T15:35:28.964+00:002014-01-18T15:35:28.964+00:00I spent some time there upto and including 1963 wh...I spent some time there upto and including 1963 when I left,i remeber nurse jones who used to take me to visit her brothers farm where I learnt to milk a cow lol. I learnt my love for the lakes and surrounding area, like you I escaped a difficult home life and only saw my parents once in all the time I was there my maiden name was Doreen kite x<br />doehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02856111746378301379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9885571.post-73290122145247938032014-01-18T15:29:04.657+00:002014-01-18T15:29:04.657+00:00I went to the towers for 2 years left in 1963 like...I went to the towers for 2 years left in 1963 like you I seemed to escape from a difficult home life and loved the surrounding area I remember a nurse jones who used to take me tovisit her brothers farm. I learnt to milk a cow there lol my maiden name was Doreen kite x<br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9885571.post-54884214314918965812011-11-14T22:02:52.845+00:002011-11-14T22:02:52.845+00:00I've been wondering how you are. Your childho...I've been wondering how you are. Your childhood sounds like something from a novel..it really is true that truth is stranger than fiction sometimes.<br /><br />Lots of love xxxRosiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04022430264856651436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9885571.post-8539820655763530682011-11-08T09:02:35.297+00:002011-11-08T09:02:35.297+00:00Good to hear from you, hope all is well (or, at le...Good to hear from you, hope all is well (or, at least, as well as can be, all things considered)?<br /><br />While at the time it must have been a traumatic experience, in retrospect, do you feel you had a happy escape from a difficult situation for a couple of years?<br /><br />Schools for 'delicate' children still existed when I started work. While 'institutions' exist, occupants for them are always found. Fortunately, things have now moved on, in most areas of the country.Blue Witchhttp://blue-witch.co.uk/noreply@blogger.com