Taxal Edge Convalescent Home

A Memory of Taxal.

I remember going to Taxal Edge Convalescent Home for some weeks. I cried for the first twenty-four hours because I was so homesick. I can recall how we woke up to the lovely smell of porridge every morning, it was the most delicious porridge I have ever eaten. We had to attend either the Catholic Church or Church of England every Sunday morning. When I told them that I was a Quaker, they decided that that the C of E was the best for me - I had never been to a Church before. In the afternoons, we could choose whether to go on a short or long walk (5 miles)

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