LIZZIE.
Elizabeth Norcop was born in 1906. When the good lord made this one, he must have been in a mischievous mood because if ever anyone was destined to get you into trouble, it was this one. Let me explain.
When my father died in 1968, I was heartbroken. Aunt Lizzie decided she would come and stay with mother and myself until after the funeral. I have never spent a week since when I have laughed so much. From day one she took over the running of the house and mam and myself were at her beck and call. Go here, do this, do that, and always with that mischievous grin which was her hallmark. She would walk into a shop with you and begin to giggle for no reason. By the time we came out the whole shop was giggling - and they hadn't a clue what they were giggling about. She was the rock we clung to during that difficult time and she never allowed us to wallow in our grief. I have a photograph of her and whenever I need to cheer myself up, I only have to look at it.
As a youngster, Lizzie left her Potteries home and went into service in the Marple area of Cheshire. She met and married Jim Mullin, an Irish roadworker who was working in the locality, and together they produced ten children in this order. (I believe). Christine, Francis, Maureen, Anthony, William, Margaret, Gerald, Barbara, George and Peter.
Being with these cousins is very much like being with their mother - they are just as crazy in the nicest possible way. Many a happy hour I have spent with these lovely folk and parting from them is like leaving my own family.
Elizabeth Norcop - Mullin died in 1979 and was buried at the Roman Catholic Church at Marple. Her eldest son, Frank, died in December 1995.