Aunt Brigitte

Brigitte was my aunt; she was very large and married to Cecil.  I went on holiday to the midlands to stay with Brigitte and Cecil and their five children – I wonder how I got there? Back to the story, one evening there was a storm and Cecil was away driving his train somewhere; Brigitte told us, all six of us that we were frightened and we were to get into bed with her – there was no room for Cecil never mind six children!

Storms bring back memories of the fear, the heat, the nausea, the noise – not of the storm but the worry of been crushed in the bed and Brigitte saying her prayers very loudly.