By DOROTHY ALLEN The last time I was in isolation, I had the whooping cough. I must have been aged eight or nine, in Sister Consilio’s class and laid up for so long in April, May, June, I was worried I wouldn’t be “promoted” come July. The first weeks are a blur of coughing, whooping, tossing and turning in a …
Kew, National Archives records of Dublin 1916
If there is sufficient demand we will endeavour to programme a second visit. Instructions on meeting the group at Kew railway station with be issued with tickets.