I have been there many times because my mother's friend Mrs Fleming lived there with her husband who was the cemetery superintendent. They had a son Ian who lived abroad. Mrs Fleming went into care after her husband died. This was many moons ago perhaps thirty years or so.
That's absolutely right. We lived just opposite on Rake Lane when I was a kid until 1968 and vaguely remember Mrs Fleming. My mum always told me that the house had an orchard and that she often gave us apples.