St Josephs Nursing Home

A Memory of Freshfield.

My memory is of working on nights at St Joseph's nursing home for people with learning disabilities. I co-ordinated the nursing assistants. At first it was an old building and then three new units were built after the children were moved out and it became an adult home. It was in the middle of the pine woods and in the morning before individuals were awakened, washed and dressed we watched red squirrels and rabbits playing outside the home and the convent, as this home was set up by the Poor Servants of the Mother of God. I remember at times having disputes with some of the nuns (usually about staffing levels) however usually these ended amicably and I really enjoyed and learnt a lot from them.

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