Harrisons

My mother was Irene Harrison who was raised by her aunt Eve Forster in the cottage to the left of the White Horse, her uncles (possibly older cousins) Tom and Bill Harrison ran the blacksmiths on the village green and delivered milk from Church? Farm, it came up the hill in a churn on a handcart and was ladled into billy cans hanging on the pub railings, it was my job to hang out and collect the billy can. I can remember the little library between the pub and the church and the shop and post office on the corner to the left of the school.