I Dare You...
A Memory of Fetcham.
One summer afternoon, aged about 10, I was playing on and around this bridge with a group of boys. I was a bit of a tomboy! Some of the older boys decided to jump off the bridge and then jeered that I wouldn't be able to do this because I was a girl. How wrong they were! I don't think my mother was too pleased when I arrived home somewhat muddy as I recall...
My name was then Maureen Diwell - I wonder if any of those boys are fans of Frith's?
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