My middle brother had seen this house many many years before it became a guest house. It’s funny how someone can see something and have an instant vision for the place. It’s almost as though my brother was meant to see it and that the thought of it being a Guest House was given to…
The PonderRosa was a name that was given to this house by my brother. He had moved in a year or so after we had. As a child I never really knew him that well. Yes, he was my brother but he was much older than me and we didn’t spend much time together. Cover…
For my 18th Birthday, I had gone with some friends to Spain. We stayed at a small house that belonged to the owners of the Casablanca Pub in Loughborough. I had not been on holiday for a while and this would be the second time I had gone away on my own. The first being…
It had been a long 6 months after my mother had died, but there was a new job that I had been offered and I took it. Myself and another girl would be working in the offices in 39 Fabrication Shop. We were given the choice of whether to work downstairs and help support the…
I had my 16th Birthday in July and then in August, something really terrible happened. I was at my Aunt’s house and my dad had to take my mother to London hospital as her stomach had swollen quite badly. On his return, he came back alone without her and had to leave her there for…
It was almost time to finish school, not just for the summer holidays but forever. I took my exams in May 1984 and by the beginning of June of the same year, it was my last day and we got to go home early, I would be 16 years old on the 16th July. Recovering…
It was the summer of 1982 and I was at this point living with my brother and his family. My mother was in Hammersmith Hospital in London and as my dad worked shifts, he thought it would be better for me to stay with them. Although it was sad not seeing my mother as much…
It may appear to be a strange title, but as it says oranges in the washing machine was a true fact in our house. There were 6 people in our house and this was the late 70’s so everything you bought had to stretch and the only way you were going to do that would…
I was brought up in an Irish Catholic family. Not only did I go to a Catholic school, but we went to mass at school and also on a Sunday with my family. We would attend the service and listen to the priest as he read out the scriptures from the bible. I didn’t always…
I wasn’t aware as a young child or even as a teen, that I had been bestowed a very special gift. Lots of people that I have heard about or even have read about, had experiences where they either saw loved ones that had passed over or had very clear messages from Angels. I didn’t…