People   (Re-unions, trace old friends and relatives.)

I definitely remember my mam sitting on the window ledge cleaning the windows which reminds me of another incident that didn't involve cleaning windows..I've probably told this tale before....my mam got a fox fur and to air it she put it hanging out of her bedroom window which you could slide to the right then put the fur in by the head and trap it..our next door but one neighbour Mrs Keeyley had gone down the Ropewalk then run round the our front door screaming"Ann..a b****y big fox is climbing through the bedroom window"..and that was only one of the comical things that happened in out street.