The Long and Winding Road
In a matter of days I will stand next to my great-grandfather’s grave in a quiet churchyard on the Wirral. He disappeared in 1920, just months after returning from the […]
In a matter of days I will stand next to my great-grandfather’s grave in a quiet churchyard on the Wirral. He disappeared in 1920, just months after returning from the […]
Originally posted on Promises of Home:
William Blay (Barnardo photo) William Blay, my great-great uncle, was a Home Child. William’s father had died when he was a baby and his mother, who had sold all her furniture to pay the rent, could no longer afford to keep him. In September of…