A Birth, a View, and a Song

I wasn’t born in Jaywick, but my daughter was. Well, almost. We were living right at the far end of Grasslands with nothing but the dyke between us and open marshland.  This was in the early 60s before the place became infested with caravans. The view was something like this:

Anyway, when my wife went into labour we had to rush her to the maternity clinic in Skelmersdale Road (where my aunt was the midwife) so technically the birth took place in Clacton. But mother and daughter were back home in Jaywick with me two days later, all cosy and warm: we had a stove that was happy to be fed on driftwood I found on the beach. Ah, those were the days …

And I remember the first day we had the baby at home, The Bachelors singing I Believe on the radio:-

Every time I hear a new-born baby cry
Or touch a leaf
Or see the sky
Then I know why
I believe!

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