I don’t think Elinor was a natural National Trust visitor, but more to do with the Matthewman’s , who organized the trips. Elinor could not drive and basically went along for the ride.
It does seem very strange joining this group, discussing something that involved me fifty years ago.
Because of some problems that I got into, Phyllis asked me to come and stay with them, and obviously I got to know of Elinor when we used to go to Hereford to visit her.
I remember it being a large house with a basement, and seeing a rabbit hanging from the ceiling, ready for the rabbit stew that Elinor made next day.
It was agreed that Elinor would sell her house and move in with the Matthewman’s, so they could pool resources and buy a house that they would share.
Both Elinor and Phyllis were strong willed people, but tolerated each other, and apart from the few grumbles got along with each other.
Both would be in their respective study’s typing away smoking like chimneys
Once we moved to Woodlands Road, Elinor spent most of time upstairs in her part of the house, typing during the day and watching TV at night after cooking her evening meal
It’s ironic that both Phyllis and Elinor’s studies was at the back of the house where both could look out the window, viewing the back garden and hopefully getting inspiration for their books.
When Elinor became ill, she used to feign some of her illness, and when she finally passed away in bed, Sidney rung me at work, and asked me to come back, as he was not sure if she had gone or not, and thought my medical knowledge was needed
I think Elinor was feeling a bit lonely in her old age, and being independent, could only contact the few people she did know through the telephone
I think she gained relieve and comfort from her religion being a devout catholic
When Sidney became ill, Phyllis decided she would take up driving and got our car( Rover 3 Litre automatic) converted with dual controls with the BMC, who were going to teach her to drive, but never did.
She hated wearing seatbelts, and would fall asleep on long journeys, and one day I stopped and refused to drive unless she belted up, as she was falling all over the place and this at a time when wearing seat belt was an option, not the law.
Another time we went to go out, and the car wouldn’t move, because she was sitting quite comfortable, with her walking sticks in her hands pushing firmly down on the dual brake pedal
What is ironic is that Phyllis’s niece (Chloe Dixon) married Peter Rutherford, the namesake of Elinor’s mother Eleanor Watson Rutherford
Phyllis and Sidney treated me as a son, and Elinor treated me as a nephew
RubyGates: comments that you lived with the Matthewman’s? Forgive me for being cynical but it's not hard to claim you lived with them, anyone could post that,
was a bit hurtful at first reading, as anybody could say what I have posted, so it was a surprise and shock to read the article on Albury Edge West, and to mention all the relevant facts that I had already put, including my name as being a member of the household
Obviously this information was gained by Electoral list, and we had moved about the mid 60’s.
Both Phyllis and Sidney were the tenants and Elinor and I were just staying with them