Primrose Valley Convalescence Home - a Memory of Filey.

I have a vague memory, probably from the early sixties, of arriving at this home on a very grey, sad day. I don’t know to this day why we went there but the trauma of being with a group of let’s say disadvantaged boys was not our family’s finest hour. I seem to remember sleeping on a makeshift bed in the office because sharing a dormitory filled me with dread. I will speak to my mother to clarify why we went there ( we lived in Rotherham) but she has early Alzheimer’s so the purpose may be unknown all I know was I couldn’t wait to leave. Every time I drive past Primrose Valley I have flashbacks of the experience. Maybe I’m over-reacting to a childhood memory but other things have diminished this one hasn’t , I’m now 62 years old. Does anyone else have similar feelings ? I now can confirm that we went there to visit the couple who had moved from next door to us to run the home. Their names were Mr and Mrs Powell , I don’t know their first names as I was too young to call them anything else.

A memory shared by stanley_r on Feb 6th, 2018.
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Mon Apr 2nd 2018, at 11:07 pm
stanley_r commented:
I suppose that most kids there just enjoyed each other’s company whilst in fresh air and safe environment. I wasn’t used to sharing although we were a family of five my siblings were sisters hence I had my own space at home but no personal space in Primrose Valley home. The actual place is up for sale now as Rotherham Council haven’t the budget or resources to maintain the facility, not a lot of money but only certain uses are allowed for the building under the original covenant. R.I.P.

Mon Apr 2nd 2018, at 8:22 pm
bettylade commented:
Hi Stanley
I remember going there with my sisters, I hated leave my mom and dad, not sure why we went either, guess back then we couldn't afford a holiday. I liked the Friday night band that would come and play for us to have a dance night.
Also the tuck shop was good, loved the train ride down to the beach. My sister and me all got to go on a sail boat while we were at filet home. So I guess because my sisters were with me it wasn't so bad,Glad when we stopped going and started going to a caravan with mom and dad. 59 yrs old lived on East Road Rotherham

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