Memories

My mother's reminiscences were different each time she told them. I do not suppose mine are any more accurate than hers. The memories of Winchester House School were brought to the surface by an unplanned visit in 2000, en route from Cartmel to Brighton, and those of Visiak by some entries in an old diary.

A trip to Istambul
Kalyan
The Pistol
Winchester House
Tea with E.H.Visiak
Early Loves
Prayer and Belief

 


 
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