sadly, my memories have had far reaching results. I wqs incapacitated there at the age of 4 years suffering from TB of the bone joints, placed in traction casts and was left at the mercy of the nuns and their hateful disposition toward children. I was confined to a bed near the veranda and any thoughtful gifts from my mother/grandfather were instantly removed from me and placed in the childrens area for use by those children not so similary dispositioned. I have hated those nuns and the catholic religeon ever since. More of a prison than a place or care.What memories these posts have bought back to me. I was a patient at St Gerards for about 6 weeks in the 1950s and again in the early 1960s. I remember being scared but I was never I’ll treated. I remember the Summer Fetes and being taken to church in Coleshill on a Sunday . I also had a relative in Father Hudson’s Homes but unfortunately I don’t have any information on him. It’s sad to see the pictures of how it looks now.