by Freda Ham
I would have been about 16 years of age when as a special treat I was allowed to Cycle to St Mary’s Church to play the organ. There was no electricity at that time -therefore we had to rely on our local Sexton, Mr Ted Edwards. He would arrive on his tricycle, and for a fee of sixpence, he would unlock the small door at the back of the organ, and manually work the bellows. He had to continue this arduous task as long as I wished to play.
Ted Edward was a stalwart employee of the Church, and always ready and willing to help in any way. In those days it was a familiar sight to witness the farming folk dressed in their ‘Sunday Best’ arriving by pony and trap to attend the Morning Worship.