Second Memmory

Now that the family size had increased by fifty percent, my parents wanted a slightly larger house, and in … they moved to around a corner to a i the next street, 11 Lôn y Dial. It was there that my borther was born and my born, the doctor walking up and down the stairs, the sound of a new born infant crying. That is my second memory. It was 27th July, 1945, and I was a two and a half years old.