THE letter from Joan Jones, in The Bugle (May 8 edition) regarding the death of her mother and the children being trapped in the bedroom reminded me of my dear friend, Doris Ellement (née Davies).
She too had a bad experience like Joan.
Doris' mother died in childbirth, along with the baby, while Doris, then aged 7, was stood on the landing.
Doris, along with her younger sister and brother, were taken to Hallam Hospital and then to an orphanage in West Bromwich.
Her brother was adopted. Doris and her sister were fostered and lived in Rood End all their childhood (a happy one).
Like Joan, Doris used to tell me about her unhappy time in the orphanage. When she arrived there they cut off all her lovely curls. She was heart broken.
She told me many unpleasant things, which I know would not happen today.
Like Joan though, she lived in her beloved Prestatyn, Wales, until her death over two years ago.
I have written to Joan.
Mrs Maureen Blackburn,
73 Buckfast Close,