Hi Anthea. I did reply to your message but I'm new to this and I gather I sent it on the wrong thread. You must have been at Hugh Sumner the same year as me. I too remember being taken for a walk into Malvern. It was deep snow and they issued us with wellies. As for the food, I remember they insisted we eat the fat off the (very fatty) meat. I hated it and used to surreptitiously stuff it into my coat packet - to the great distress of my parents when I got home. I also recall a member of staff who must have been French because she always said Fini? before collecting our empty plates.Hello Bryan, Yes, I do remember the Hugh Sumner convalescent home in Malvern. I was ten years old (in 1947) when I went there having been sent, like yourself, by a Birmingham hospital; probably the Children's Hospital. I expected to stay there for two weeks, but unfortunately, chicken pox broke out which meant I had to stay for an extra two weeks. I must admit that I didn't like the experience and I also disliked the food which might sound ungrateful but it really was awful. I remember going for a walk with all the other children up the hills to St Ann's Well where we drank water from the well. Anthea.