Daffodils
A Memory of Dolywern.
As a child, we went to say here with our cousins. Probably about 1954. My cousin and I went over a bridge to a small meadow which belonged to the hotel. We picked daffodils and got into trouble. I remember that the pipes in the bathroom were polished. My name then was Anne Billington
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