Jul 30

A Tribute to Cath

Cath Moss was a local character, fondly remembered.

 

This first photo shows Cath, front and centre, on an outing with a group from the Digmoor chapel. From the clothing styles I am guessing that it was sometime in the 1920s.

 

 

 

Here is Cath’s milk delivery cart in front of the Watkinson shop in Tawd Bridge. This was probably taken in the late 1930s.

 

 

 

 

Here is another gathering around Cath’s milk cart at the front of Watkinson’s shop, this time in the 1940s during WW2.

The cast of characters: The lady at the left holding a jug is Belle Ramsay nee Myers. She was in the services during the war and had brought some friends home for a visit. I do not know the name of the soldier on the far left but the other soldier next to her is her husband, Walt Ramsay. At the back is Cath in her sun hat, Alice Myers holding a jug, Bill Watkinson, Joe Maher, (an airman from Canada,) Gladys Johnson, nee Myers, Rose, (another friend in the forces,) Jack Watkinson, Polly Watkinson.

Cath taking my cousin and I for a little ride in the cart up Spencer’s Lane. This must have been in about 1950, and not long before she retired from doing her milk round. You may notice that the cart is different, or at least the wheels are different, a smoother ride!

 

Our last photos of Cath. The three “Myers Girls” (Gladys, Belle and Eva) visiting Cath at her home near Hall Green in 1981.

 

 

 

Cath in her front garden in 1981.

My personal memories of Cath are of a well regarded friend of the family.

In those days, people in my community always called each other by their title. Even friends and neighbours were called, for example, ”Mrs Bennett” or “Mrs Woods”. A child such as myself would never dream of calling an adult anything but Mrs or Mr something. It seems strange that to me, Cath was always just Cath, not Miss Moss!

Even as a child I always admired her sense of style. When she wasn’t in the milk cart in an old oilskin coat, she was the epitome of style and elegance. I still remember how she used to let me admire and even touch her beautiful fur collars!