Mum’s handyman earned her trust then he turned evil
Sharon Thomas, 60.
I twirled around like a spinning top, trying to make myself dizzy.
“If you keep your hands in your pockets you’ll fall over,” my mum warned.
Ignoring her, moments later I landed on my backside!
“You’ll trust me one day,” Mum laughed.
My childhood was full of love, fun and happiness. My mother, Rosina Coleman, was called ‘Our Rosey’, or ‘Rose’ by loved ones. To me and my older brother, Robert, she was just Mum.
We adored her, everybody did, especially our dad, Bill.
Mum was a brilliant seamstress. She’d make dresses for herself to go dancing with Dad.
We all called Mum ‘Queen’ She even made my wedding gown when at 18, I married my husband, Barry,…
