As mentioned, I don’t remember an awful lot about church and Sunday school life as I was very young at
My brothers and I were all baptised at 26 Hob Hey Lane, Culcheth, 28 March 1959, by the vicar W.
On Sundays, we used to attend Risley Chapel, located in the tree-shaded Cross Lane adjacent to the Warrington Road, as
When I was about four or five years old, we lived at 3 York Avenue, Culcheth. There is a whole
Memories, photos, and verbal descriptions can recreate the past. But none of these seem to surpass the ‘moving film’. Not
After Laddie “disappeared”, I had several vivid dreams about him in his afterlife. This is the dream I remember. When
Soon enough, I was telling Natasha about our dog Laddie, a true man’s best friend. I told her how among
Jumping Cats and Broomsticks I carried on telling Natasha about our cat Poppy, the family’s Medieval Princess. My mother and