Memories

My brother was in brockhall hospital.i remember it was a long way to travel from stockport, and we had to pic the bus that came every 2 weeks from Manchester,I was only young and I remember the large dancing room with the big round ball on the cealing and they all wore the same suits,grey,and some there the only thing they did wrong was get pregnant,and not married,my brother died there when he was 27 I was 18 then,and I remember when he was in the hospital wing,they realy looked after him,and his doctor was called Mr parks,I think that was his name,but I loved going as a child,it was a lovely day out but still not a nice place to be,