Seeing the Village Hall at Thornton in that pic reminded me of the days when Arthur Morrison, mu GP, lived at the Old Vicarage and ran a waste paper collection based in the outbuildings to raise funds for the refurbishment of the village hall. They hit their target and one evening as Mary and I were coming back from an evening out with friends we realised that there was a Wine and Cheese event at the hall so we called in. The cheese was fine but the wine was all home made. I was given a glass of red and after inspecting it I told Mary, "If you can't see light coming through it, don't drink it!" Mary took notice and we left.
The following day I had reason to call in at Arthur's and asked him how the evening had gone. He told me, not well. He and Kim, his wife, were both GPs and they had spent the morning going round the village ministering to those who had over-imbibed. He said that Thornton that morning resembled 'The Village of the damned'. It seemed that my assessment of the wine had been correct!
I liked Arthur, he and Kim were good doctors in Earby. I have lots of good memories of both of them.
Arthur in his office on Water Street in 1977. The best kind of old-fashioned GP.
