Bessie Stewart Smith

In the Grange cemetery.

I was brought up where the weather was rubbish. Whenever the sun shone we were hounded out of the house and not allowed back in until it started raining. I got freckles, ticks, broken parts, but most of all I got an inbuilt guilt which surfaces anytime I have to sit indoors when it's sunny. Which is tough when you're a grown-up