Now Well, What’s Next?
My time in the convent allowed me to think of my circumstances; and my thoughts kept returning to Over Wyresdale, for I had no intention of returning to Holt Hall even if Veronica was there. I did not necessarily want to go back to Lower Green Bank Farm even if Mr Kidd would accept me, but I especially remembered Marshaw, and so set my sights on getting a place on that farm.
Getting an Assignment at Marshaw
How exactly I ended with a new assignment at Marshaw, I cannot now recall. But I think the I adopted a twofold approach. Having met Mr John Drinkall the farmer, I probably wrote expressing an interest in working for him. Remembering who I was and him needing a land girl, he said that he would accept me, providing I satisfied him of my farming abilities. I had no doubts about that. I also must have spoken to my WLA supervisor, who apart from being understanding and sympathetic was just as anxious as I was to get me back to duty. I think Mr John’s – as he was always known – respect for Mr. Kidd tipped the balance for me. Mr John knew that if I earned commendations for my willingness and aptitude for hill farm work from Mr Kidd who Mr John respected as a capable man, he knew I had been well taught, and so it was arranged I should work at Marshaw. The WLA supervisor whom I cannot remember, but who took the trouble to arrange this transfer is another person that I am grateful to.
And so after several enforced months of rest, and too many for me away from duty, on being passed as fit, I was able to get to Marshaw, resolutely putting Holt Hall and this distressing and painful event behind me.