When I was a child I can see my mam lying in bed very
ill. And the feding cup which I saw at Beamish Hall
reminded me of it, the drinking cup. The fire was lit
pstairs, you never see that now and she was taken
away, total body cacaclysm and she went to hospital.
She was in Willington for one week, she died. The good
memories are what I have. I know she died but she said
some nice things to me.
The room that my mam died in, it was a nice bedroom,
big main bedroom and she had a bed pulled towards the
window so she could see out of it. There was an
ordinary coal fire in the corner. It was just a nice room, a
nice place to be for somebody like that. I know it's wrong
for me to say it like that but I think it give my mam wee
bit of happiness.