I met with Dennis at his home in Norton, a meeting kindly arranged by his nephew Tony Lilley. Dennis was well prepared and had a folder of documents, although perhaps a strange situation when a stranger enters your home seeking information. I must say the welcome was warm and the coffee was lovely.
My first memories of Smallthorne began when I was six years old in 1951. My Aunt Emma and Uncle Harry Pepper, lived at 31 Kinver Street, which was originally King street and after uncle Harry’s death, my mum, Avis Howle, my dad, Walter Howle, my sister Barbara Howle, my younger brother Ian Howle, who was a baby at the time and myself Alan Howle, moved from 26 Back Young Street, just off Pittshill in Chell, into Aunt Emma’s house, which was next door to Beattie and George Forster and their two sons, Michael and Tony.