Linda
Saw your post and was going to reply, but the Man City - Leicester game started.
I copied the post to Alanna who laughed. In 5 minutes she had shared it with Donna and Dominica.
Within 2 minutes they had replied saying they remembered you, and both, separately, recalled an outing to Thornton
when your brother Alan fell into a ditch. Why are accidents so easy to remember?
Photo below taken in Hotspur Street
Back row ; William, my younger brother Paul, Donna
Front row ; Aunty Mags, unknown child from Hotspur Street, my mother with Alanna.
We asked both Donna and Domin if they could identify the child on their mother's knee but no luck.
Our aunty who lived further up the street was Mary. The Websters called her Mint. We called her Marn. Families!
She was married to Ike Hopkins. We always called him Uncle Ike, but now I realise that wouldn't have been his proper name.