Memories Of A Young Girl.

A Memory of Waterhouses.

Was born in Waterhouses 76 years ago at North Terrace, enjoyed the freedom of playing out in the street and fields . my father worked down the mine like all the other men and boys, my mother stayed home and cooked and cleaned. Pit houses were always sparkling clean - the hearth was black leaded and front steps scrubbed - a miners Wife had pride. I loved my little school. I can remember walking through the playground and opening the gate to the other side of North Terrace were my grandma and uncle Billy lived my Grandad had died when I was only 1. Sadly my mom died when I was 15 and that's when my idylic child hood ends because my father moved us to Darlington. Although I love my town I will never forget my childhood at Waterhouse's. H D Greaves was Brearey

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