Brenda, I have no idea what it’s like today but I joined when I was around 19yrs old (72 this Christmas coming) and Father Shergold ( I believe the spelling maybe wrong) was the ‘Vicar’ you mentioned. He actually called me on the ward phone as I laid in hospital in Ipswich after my collision with a petrol tanker. He, through the club, sent me a basket of fruit which didn’t last long as the food in those days was terrible. My buddy,and brother by different parents and families, but the brother...