The girls of Bessborough

The seat of EVIL in the guise of helping. We must not forget ANONS just how sick these DS pedo's are. This is a tough read.

The walls were high and the wrought-iron gates opened on to a long, winding avenue.

At the end was a once-grand three-storey Georgian mansion in one of the better-off, sleepy suburbs of Cork city.

It was 1960, and Bridget arrived with a single suitcase and a rose-pink coat with a belt. She felt immediately uneasy.

“Everything was hidden from the outside, surrounded by shrubbery and trees. People couldn't see in.”

Once through the door, her clothes, her savings book, her small stud earrings and her bracelet were taken from her. She was given a uniform - clogs and a starched denim dress.

Bridget - like the other arrivals - was told not to speak about her life outside. All of them were given a different name. Hers was Alma - but she couldn’t get used to it.

None of the girls had committed any crime. But they had two things in common.

They were all unmarried and they were all pregnant.

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