It was my 10th birthday in 1963 and my aunt failed to turn up for my party. There had been a dreadful fire that evening which destroyed the Grange. I remember as a child going to the grange to see the fish and feed the ducks in the pond there. It looked so big to me then, but probably wasn't, everything is big when you are a child. I cried when we went to see the ruins a few days later, and although it has been rebuilt now, it will never have the same hold on me as it did until the night of January 10th 1963
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