“Well, I wasn’t actually born at Borran’s as I was 6 weeks old when we arrived. Me cradled in sheets and blankets on the sledge drawn by old Peggy the horse, that being the only means of transporting the furniture up the fields from the road to the new farm. At that time there was mother and Dad, Ruth who was three years old, Bill who was two and little me. We were to be joined later by other brothers and sisters, Chris came next, named after my Dad, then Edith, named after mother as she was so like her and still is, then came Betty, Bobby, Barbara and Brian.”
Flora Freeman, nee Shepherd
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