Mrs Hinchcliffe's Memories of Old Arbury, Chesterton & Vicarage Terrace - Part 8: The Delicious Days of 'Ah, Berries' & Bad Times at Manor Farm...
The eighth part of Mrs Grace Hinchcliffe's memories of rural Arbury, Chesterton and Vicarage Terrace in the early 20th Century, contributed to the Arbury Archive in the 1980s. 'One day, I was on my way to Arbury to see Grandma Brett and Aunt May at Manor Farm. They were both ill and it was a lovely, blowy spring day with blue sky and chilly winds. I was about twelve or so. At that age, you're full of life and I was going up Milton Road and I said something like: "Please blow Grandma's and Aunt May's illnesses away!" - something like that. And as I went up Arbury Meadow Road I almost felt like it might work. It was such a glorious spring day. But when I got to the farm, Aunt May was sitting in her armchair still and Grandma was upstairs in bed and nothing had changed. Of course, you couldn't get rid of Sleeping Sickness and TB by wishing! 'I prayed for them too, but I believe now God knows when our time is up and that's that. We all have our day...