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

You speak for all of us momac.I remember the Lowrie like scenes as the women went off to work in the factories,clogs rattling on flagstones, with the factory whistle blowing to remind them to be on time.Two doors up from us lived a little old lady who stood on her doorstep in her shawl hour after hour.She always gave passing children a lovely warm smile and it is one of the best memories of my young days...I can still see her smiling and it still gives me pleasure.