Margaret attended our creative writing session last week. Here is her writing about Mabel Bowman. Why was she in the workhouse?



Mabel Bowman

by Margaret Yeo

   I can’t believe I’m in this god forsaken place

   Life was so different six months ago, I was so content. I lived with parents and three brothers in a leafy Norwich suburb. My father was the village schoolmaster respected by all and my mother was an excellent housewife in all respects. How I long for a plate of her rabbit stew instead of the slop we’re given in here. I was the youngest  and spoilt by all, especially by my brothers.

  As a family we religiously attended Church every Sunday and the Rector was a friend of my father’s so was a frequent visitor to our home. I tried to be elsewhere whenever he came; I was very uncomfortable in his presence. I thought he seemed to hold my hand rather too long as we left at the end of the service…

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