The Cottage Next To The Post Office

A Memory of Woolpit.

My late father-in-law's father used to live in the cottage next to the Post Office, until he died. My father-in-law inherited the cottage, and my husband and I spent glorious holidays there, and lots of long weekends with our children, from around 1965 until my father-in-law passed away in the 1980s. We remember the pub so well as my husband used to play his guitar and we had a lovely sing song in there. I remember that there used to be a well in the garden of the Post Office. We got very friendly with most people living there at the time, especially Steve Sadler, and also Myrtle who lived a few minutes away and used to look after the cottage for my father-in-law.