Betty

My Cousin Betty is a dear. She has just written to wish me well when we move to The Dine as she calls it, because it 'is like history repeating itself'. Someone connected with our family will be living there once again.
She's now 95 but recalls getting up as a child at 7am. to fetch the cows in, delivering the milk, taking the cows back to pasture and still getting to school for 9am.
'Finding Bettys' has been one of the joys of family history and one of these days I'll write a little book with that title.