Sunday, April 22, 2007
On the balcony- early 1950's
Life improved after I was moved out on to the balcony.
Well, we were a smaller group, only about seven or eight of us, and we became a little community, even having our own balcony “boss”, a role that always fell to the eldest girl.
Instead of the crowded, dark, interior of Ward , we faced Craig-y-nos, the “Rock of the night”, also known as the “Sleeping Giant”, and we could hear the river Tawe from our beds as it flowed through the bottom of the garden.
Dawn broke with the birds singing.