My sister used to hide in the oddest nooks and crannies as a child. She would go missing for the whole afternoon only to be found hiding in an airing cupboard, claiming to be taking part in a game of hide and seek with “the poorly girls”.
In the early 2000’s, with the advent of the internet and computers for the masses, family trees became the pass time of choice for a working man. In his research my Dad discovered that our house used to be a Sanitarium for children afflicted with smallpox, ran by the church for those whose parents couldn’t afford better care.
Girls having imaginary friends as children is nothing special, lots of girls have them. Just like her daughter, my niece, Nancy. Who went missing this weekend - causing nothing short of panic in my Dad’s home. Only to be found, in the airing cupboard, saying we should be quiet in case “the lasses with the bubbly skin” find her.