Friends You Will Never Forget

In the last blog, I spoke of the children of Winwood and my relationships with them.Out of them all, I was closest to a pair of brothers called Ezra and Teddy.Their mum and dad were called Trish and Clem. I don’t know exactly the history here but if I remember rightly mum knew Tricia fromContinue reading “Friends You Will Never Forget”

A new home

We pulled into our new street in Woolton village and began to unload Johns van.Mums friends Abdullah and his brother Ibraham had also come to lend a hand.I probably should have introduced these earlier in the story but with so much that has happened so far, I will occasionally miss things and have to introduceContinue reading “A new home”