Memories of Uncle Pat
I have been listening to music this afternoon, relaxing and retreating into my own thoughts. It is funny how music can, and often does for me brings to the surface a special memory, often of special family members who have passed over, but who are never forgotten. Certainly not in my heart. Great Uncle Pat was the husband of my Nan's older sister, Aunty Kit (on my Dad's side). I have no real memory of Aunty Kit as she passed when I was about 6 months of age. She had lived in a very large flat which was covered originally by the Greenhouse at the Hall. See the picture below. This is how I remember the Hall. You can just see a tree to the side of the building. This is where the pond was and there is still a lot of the building that you cannot see. Including the kitchen area of the Hall which my Aunty lived in. However, I have never forgotten Uncle Pat. He was a big gentleman in size and in stature and he read a ...