Sunday Mornings

My mother in law, then Marie Elizabeth Burston born 1921 in Wales, whilst in service at Hartlebury House used to go to church every Sunday morning. The postman played the big organ.
Every morning she had to give him and the gardener a piece of leftover cake and a cup of tea. Ernie the gardener was 18 years old and very shy. He took her to the pictures in Stroud one day and she invited him home for tea one Sunday.
The very next day she received a letter from her mother informing that they had moved from Bedwelty in Wales to Blackheath in Birmingham and that she was to come and get a job there as there were plenty. She went to work in a laundry and then an engineering firm which is where she met her husband Albert Victor Carr.