We attended the Catholic Church in Stephendale Road during the late fities and early sixties. My brothers Peter and John Kennedy were altar boys there. Father Eaton the young priest was fantastic. I have to say I did have a crush on him, I was in the Legion of Mary. Fr. Eaton used to take us for it. Afterwards he used to let us play records and have a dance. There was my sister. me and a few other girls. We had meetings in the shop premises which the Church took over.

When my sister married Fr.Eaton did the ceremony. she moved to Hendon and Father Carr baptized her daughter. He had been at Stephendale Road with Father Eaton and was later her parish priest in Hendon.

I am now living in Ireland. My parish priest's sister lives in Surrey. She is about ten years older then me. When I met her in Ireland I could not believe how our lives were so alike.  She also knew Fr. Eaton. He was a good friend of her and her husband who was a policeman in Fulham.  She also went to the social club in Harrow where I met my husband and her son lives near my son in surbiton. She told me Fr. Eaton left the priesthood and married.

I have never had the same feeling for any other church as I used to have for our church in stephendale Road. At one stage my mother thought I was going to become a nun. There were two nuns who used to run a mothers group in our church hall. I remember when I was about eleven I went to stay in their convent in Hammersmith down by the river. They were called sister Theresa and sister Joseph. I was given my own room at the Convent so you can imagine important I felt.