No One's Girl

by Rosie Goodwin

who had been forced to live in the nearby workhouse. The girls helped out with household duties around the home, whilst the boys ran errands and worked in the workhouse gardens, which gave them a chance to see their mothers. When I was a child, my mum would tell me stories of how, on each Christmas Eve, she would

of staff claimed that at times they had heard children crying. On many occasions after running an evening course, I would find myself alone there and my imagination would run riot. It was very eerie at night and sometimes I imagined I too could hear the sound of children’s laughter and crying as I hastily locked up and switched off the lights, not that I ever hung around long enough to be sure! The Department has recently