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Memories of my time spent in the Isolation Hospital


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Hazel Devonport was born on the 28th July 1943 at 64 Brierley Road Grimethorpe (now 116 Brierley Road) to Lawrence and Rhoda (nee Moore) Cox. Lawrence was a pit top worker at Grimethorpe colliery. She had three sisters and one brother, Lawrence, Ethel May, Irene and Margaret. Hazel now lives on Hillside Mount Brierley with her husband Clem. (June 2005)

Sisters Hazel and Margaret seen here in May 2005  

Father Christmas (John Butterworth) visits Hazel (in the bed) and her sister Margaret who is stood at the side of the bed. Also on the photograph is Matron Wilson. Hazel remembers the other little girl in the bed behind being called Lynn or Linda but can't remember her surname. Do you know who she is? if so please email

When I was six and living in Grimethorpe, I came home from school with a sore throat and a boil on my arm. My mother and granny were a little concerned so they called for Dr Cran to see me. He informed them that I had Scarlet Fever and I would have to go into the fever hospital, which was situated on Brierley Common.

   I remember the grey ambulance taking me to the hospital. I also remember taking a sixpenny Mars bar with me but I wasnít allowed to keep it. My first meal while I was there was mashed potato with mincemeat. It tasted that horrible and I havenít liked that meal since. We also had to drink out of brown tin cups, which wasnít very nice.

   While in the hospital, my four years old sister Margaret was admitted with the same symptoms that I had. My mother and sisters came to visit us but were only allowed to see us through the window from the outside. They couldnít bring us any toys. I remember on one occasion, mother brought Margaret a teddy bear, but with it being a fever hospital they had to take it back home.

    I remember them telling mother I could go home on Christmas day but the snow was so high outside the hospital grounds, I had to wait until Boxing day. This was a bonus though because I received a visit from Father Christmas who brought me a little doll dressed in blue and white knitted clothes. My sister Margaret stayed longer than I as her infection took longer to clear.


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