The Post Office
A Memory of Oxwich.
My Aunty Evelyn ran the post office in Oxwich for many years. There was a huge orchard attached to the post office. Upon retirement, she had the bungalow built next door and lived there until her death. As a young boy, I lived in the coastguard cottages nearby, before my father Frank Bevan, was posted to Flamborough Head in the Coastguard service.
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