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Beryl Trimble
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My daughter, Debbie was born at Marston Green Maternity Hospital in 1965. I loved the place. The barracks (long huts) were individual wards and they opened up on to grass so we could walk outside on sunny days. I remember the ward I was in was airy, sunny and homey. The one thing I remembered well was being wheeled from the delivery room, outside along the concrete, under the verandah that ran around the inner 'quad' and looking at the stars above. It was midnight, very cold (March) and very quiet....just amazing. I remember the nurses wrapping me in blankets and throwing a heavy rubber mat over me (I wonder if this was an x-ray apron?) to keep me warm on the trip to my ward. I was there for two weeks. No one gets that sort of holiday these days! I think the photo that is above, was the entrance from Berwicks Lane. Nice memories. I wonder if they ever did put up that plaque to this historical site? Thanks to whoever put the history of the hospital here...I knew that it had been army barracks before it became a maternity hospital but I had no idea that it was a Canadian Forces hospital. Quite neat really because I live in Canada now.