St Annes

A Memory of Marchington.

We had several summer holidays in this house as children staying with my great aunt and her spaniels!. I remember lying on the old feather mattresses listening to the pigeons cooing in the mornings. I spent many happy hours in the garden and playing house in the room over the garage until my aunt complained about the dirt falling on her car below. In later years I took my children to visit although my aunt became too elderly to cope with us staying.

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