Wiki : Reedham 

 

My maternal family come from here. Though both my Mum and her Mum (Nan) were born in Norwich, the extended family were all born in the “village” as it was.

We went there several times when I was a child. Renting a tiny house a a few doors away from Nan’s and then Mum’s childhood home. Many stories about this much bigger house and it’s amazing gardens. And Nan’s maiden aunt who spent decades filling her bottom drawer at the house in the hope that her beloved would come back from WW1. Sad.

The story about my Mum and jam goes – she was hated at the local school because she had jam for breakfast every morning. in the mid to late 1940’s.

The jam was made in house. From the fruit in the garden.

I used to visit my cousin in Norwich and stay there with Aunty Maureen and her husband and their 2 beautiful German Shepherds.

It’ll come as No Surprise that cousin Tracy and I caused merry mayhem on the streets of Norwich as kids.

Oooooops.

I’ve photos of my brothers and me sat by the river aged 6,5 and 4 years old – give or take a few months. It’s the only time that I met my REAL grandfather. Nan’s first husband.

But the saddest story was Nan’s. She fell in love with the son of the local Nob. He was called Richard. But the family banned any relationship because Nan was a “peasant” in their eyes.

She even told me that story weeks before she left us, aged 96.

Somethings are too real to lie about ? ? ?