Port Regis For Sick Girls

A Memory of Broadstairs.

I think this was the year. I was sick with chest problems, I loved it there. Getting all the new people's hair washed in little basin and watching all the fleas fall out. Having naps after lunch, sometimes in the dormitory, sometimes in the field. Listening to teddy bears picnic at Sunday tea time. Going down the clift steps to the beach. My name at that time was Frances Smith, I was only little at the time and I remember darning someones stockings because she couldn't do it. Sister did not believe that I did it so I had to darn a stocking in front of her. The girl had to give me her ration of chocolate. Good memories only for me.