Edith was born 2nd September 1907, followed just a year and a week later by my mother, Kathleen, born on 8th September 1908, daughters of William and Alice Danson of Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. They remained very close as sisters and most of the photographs I have of Aunt Edith show her almost always with my mother.
Edith (left) and Kathleen |
Kathleen and Edith (right) |
Aunt
Edith was fond of regaling me with stories of the family and her life
in teaching. She was the only one of the family to win a scholarship to Fleetwood
Grammar School, riding the four miles on her bike in all weathers. She
became a teacher at Burn Naze School in Thornton Clevelys (a poor area
of town in the 1920's and 30's) and had a keen memory for past pupils
(particularly black sheep) and humorous incidents such as excuse notes,
written for absences.
I have my blog and Facebook to thank for a wonderful update on my Aunt Edith (Danson) . Ex pupils at the school set up a Facebook page on Burn Naze School Past, ahead of the centenary of the school in 2014 and in a google search found my blog and got in touch. I was delighted to read comments from former pupils of "Miss Danson". who was remembered with fondnes:
"Miss Danson was my first teacher and was a lovely lady.
Just read Miss Danson's history and pictures - very interesting and I always thught she was a wodnerful teacher with lots of patience and undesrsstnaind.
I started Infants in 1963 and Miss Danson was my first teacher.
What a lovely tribute to a wodnerful teacher - my first teacher at Burn Naze School in 1956.
Fantastic tribute and pictures - just as I remember her.?
Amongst learning our tables, reading and writing etc. who remembers knitting class with Miss Danson, making a sackcloth needle word case using blanket stitch, with Miss Hampshire, pounds, shillings and pence and "real" writing with Mrs. Bullough, paper mache monsters with Mr Brown and making hand puppets with Mr Blair".
Edith on the right with her class on a school trip. |
Kathleen & Edith |
Like
her sister, Edith was talented in painting, embroidery and dressmaking,
loved dancing, music, reading and baking - though there were some
apocryphal cooking moments, when my uncle (her brother) stirred a rice
pudding, thinking it was very thin - she had forgotten to put in the
rice! Another time she was proud of a tart with a golden pastry
crust and blackcurrants from the garden - until we took a mouthful -
she had forgotten to add sugar to the fruit. "Scatty" was often a
term used to describe Aunt Edith, as her mind was on so many things at
once.
My first visit to Scotland was joining Aunt Edith on a coach trip - a reward for me passing the 11+ for grammar school. I was stirred by the sight and sound of the bagpipes at the Edinburgh Military Tattoo, gazed over the battlements at Stirling Castle across to the site of the Battle if Bannockburn in 1314, and was captivated by my first island trip to the Isle of Arran. I returned home singing "Scotland the Brave" and wrote a story about a fictional island, complete with map drawn with my coloured pencils. Six years later Scotland became my home.
My first visit to Scotland was joining Aunt Edith on a coach trip - a reward for me passing the 11+ for grammar school. I was stirred by the sight and sound of the bagpipes at the Edinburgh Military Tattoo, gazed over the battlements at Stirling Castle across to the site of the Battle if Bannockburn in 1314, and was captivated by my first island trip to the Isle of Arran. I returned home singing "Scotland the Brave" and wrote a story about a fictional island, complete with map drawn with my coloured pencils. Six years later Scotland became my home.
Edith kept home for her widowed father and brother for much of her life and travelled widely, even to Russia in Iron Curtain days, bringing back gifts to add to my collection of costume dolls.
Edith kept home for her widowed father and brother for much of her life and travelled widely, even to Russia in Iron Curtain days, bringing back gifts to add to my collection of costume dolls.
In line with her spirit of adventure, she married for the first time in 1981 at the aged of 73. a widower friend of my parents. Following the death of her husband, she returned to Poulton and continued to live in the family home with her brother until her death in 1995 aged 88.
Aunt Edith (in blue) with her husband George, my mother Kathleen and brother Harry. |
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