All being safely gathered in came the wonderful festival of Harvest Thanksgiving. Great sheaves of corn were delivered to the church door […] The first service was held on Thursday night at 8 o’clock, and people who never set foot in the church at any other time turned up in their best. Our choir caps and capes had been starched for the occasion […] 

We filed into the church with happy faces singing “Come ye thankful people come”, and with half an eye viewed the congregation which filled the church to over flowing […] All thanked the Lord with cheerful voice and the collection bags bulged […] It was always arranged that the Methodist chapel festival should not collide with that of the parish church, and so several of us for a special treat were allowed to attend the chapel on that day of the year. The singing was always loud and hearty, the Minister said prayers in his own particular style and there were sounds of “Amen” “Alleluia” “hear hear” “praise the Lord Amen” and heads nodded in silent agreement as the Lord was thanked for all his blessings.