Good Judgment, The End at Lower Green Bank Farm
Succumbing, and perhaps against my better judgment I contacted my WLA supervisor, and she arranged a transfer for me to Holt Hall Farm, Gateacre just outside Liverpool. From there I thought I could keep an eye on things at home but I made it plain I was not going to return, live and look after them. The better side of the move was I knew I was assured of a welcome at Holt Hall, for it was where Veronica had gone, so things didn’t seem too bad. And it was arranged toward the end of 1941.
I left Lower Greenbank Farm, Mr and Mrs Kidd and all my friends with a great deal of regret. Mr and Mrs Kidd had taken me in, treated me well, and Mr Kidd had trusted and taught me a lot of practical farming. I had enjoyed working there, and made a resolution that if I could, I would seek a return to Over Wyresdale.