And then at the end of May, Ascension Day, the day when we had a holiday from school […]

We woke up all excited, ‘Mother what shall we wear”, ‘Father is it going to rain?” “Well you’d better take your coats”, “Oh blow!” but at half past nine off we ran to be on time for the 10 o’clock service in church. The hymns were so full of joyfulness. “See the Conqueror mounts in triumph”, “Thou art gone up on high, to mansions in the sky”. My father once remarked that if everyone had a mansion in the sky, who was going to do the cleaning?! We had a short address but were all on the fidget for the next move.