So we really did have a lot to write to each other about. In 1944 I had to do war service and I joined the Womens Land Army. In 1943 Ivor was sent off to India for over three years. Often we would go from Coach Road at Ripley down to Golden Valley. We also did a lot of walking because we had no money. We would go to the cinemas and to the odd dance. He used to hitch hike it home when he was on leave. He wrote to be on a daily basis and I replied. He went to Padgate near to Blackpool to be fitted up for uniform and he did what he called his 'square bashing in Blackpool. He was called up for the RAF the same year and I saw him off at Butterley station. The driver of the float had blocked him in and he was none too happy.Ībout a fortnight later, I met up with him again at dancing classes in some rooms over a house on Chapel Street at Ripley we used to dance to Victor Sylvester, slow slow quick quick slow, the quick step, the rooms were no bigger than bedrooms but we managed and then Ivor and I began courting. I first met Ivor Ball at Ripley in Derbyshire in about 1942 when I was in a milk float, near to a local petrol station.
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