Mrs Jemmison

A Memory of Harpurhey.

How we must have given this lady a headache. She lived at the bottom of the lane and we children used to go to the side of her house and play ball. Many times she came out, not to complain, just to ask us to move further up the wall away from the room they were sitting in. What a lovely lady, and a belated sorry for the noise. Another time we were playing on Rileys wall, and the windows were covered in wire netting. I ran under my friends arms and the netting went into my head. On a bus to Booth Hall hospital for two stitches. My family I fear must had despaired of me.