This lady is fondly remembered by my Dad in his WW2 memoir. After Dunkirk, Dad was stationed at Highcliffe, near Bournemouth:
"Some mornings, I had to go into the village to
make purchases for Major Petch and one of the shops we patronised was run by a
little old lady named Mrs Fish. After a while, she asked me to have coffee with
her and, only for five minutes, to listen to a short sermon and a hymn on the
radio at 0955 hrs every morning. That five minutes always gave me a great peace
of mind"
My mum, Anne Cheall, tells me this lady's shop was called The Jolly Roger and later became an Indian Restaurant and then a dress shop.
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