Dear Bob, Thank you for your telephone call yesterday telling me of your mother’s death. I appreciated it immensely. I have sent an email to the Abbotsholmians Club, passing the information on to them. I am now intending to advise those of the O.A.s, whose details I know, following their involvement at the Stourport reunions. Some of them have died of course, we are now all in our late 80s, and some never responded to my last emails or letters to them. Now that the OA’s club has stopped sending out printed annual reports, I am not able to keep up to date. I know that I should be able to access their on-line offering, but I never have. Along with many others I suspect. I am afraid that my Christmas card, which I should have sent in December, never got sent, along with the majority of the others. I just ran out of time, everything seems to take much longer these days, and I had many other essential things that had to be done. It is sad that I cannot remember your mother at school. She always said that she remembered me. I suspect that it was about my last year or so there, and I don’t think that she was on the teaching staff. But my memory might well be faulty there. So my memories of her were from the occasions when we were at the Stourport reunions. I remember your father very well. I alway enjoyed woodworking, and spent many hours in the workshop being encouraged by him. I still have one piece of unfinished work under my roof! I was, and still am, a very slow worker, and I left school before it was finished! Other things have always got in the way. But I am always very good at excuses. With best wishes Merrik B. Brown