I stayed with my mother’s parents many times for holidays when we lived in Wales, where we moved to when my mother had TB.
It was strange going from a beautiful detached house with all amenities to their two-up, two-down terraced house with an outside toilet, and if you wanted a bath, the metal bath was brought up from the cellar and filled with hot water from the kettle.
They were both kind and loving, and I enjoyed many holidays with them.
Their names were Harry and Eliza Cook
Here is a photo of me on holiday with them and my Mum
Here are my grandparents on the beach at Penmaenmawr
