Dancing to the music of time
I was born in 1938, and have always been fascinated by what was happening in the world at that point in time when I was conceived and born, because the atmosphere and events of those times would have...
View ArticleChristmas in Antarctica
The lady in the cancer book shop where I regularly search the shelves for a good bargain as well as a good read, told me she was spending Christmas in the Antarctic. ‘Very expensive,’ she murmured....
View ArticleBombs and a baby
A Life – Part two We are familie-e-e-e-ee I was staying with my grandmother when I was three. She must have had her hands full, looking after me, nursing her sister Jessie who was dying from kidney...
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A life – part three My grandmother was my favourite person. Whereas I had always felt responsible for my baby brother and younger sister, when she came to look after us when my mother left, I felt I...
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A life – part four When we occasionally walked past what was known as the elementary school in those days, I used to shudder. The grim Victorian building, the concrete playground and iron railings,...
View ArticleFlowers, beauty, architecture and antiquity
The Old Parsonage A life – Part six After a few weeks in London we packed up again and travelled north. I remember the cooing of wood pigeons and the enchantment of high summer in unspoiled country...
View ArticleFootprints of the Nazis
Post-war Hanover A life – This is the seventh instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs) Postwar Europe was a unforgettable monument to Hitler’s destructive genius....
View ArticleDucal splendour and daily deprivation
On my tenth birthday -wearing my pearls A life – This is the eighth instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs) There was a legend that there were no birds in Belsen,...
View ArticleNuns, nice habits and strange foibles
A life – This is the ninth instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs I never had any trouble remembering the date of my baby brother’s birth, because when we arrived...
View ArticleMy army life
A life – This is the tenth instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs I had left the convent and started the state high school at the same time that an army quarter...
View ArticleGlorious London
A life – This is the eleventh instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs When I was eleven I went to spend several weeks of the summer holidays with my...
View ArticleA beautiful woman
A life – This is the thirteenth instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs My step grandparents accepted me for better or worse, but not as a grandchild, so I called...
View ArticleOver the top
A life – this is another instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs. My step-grandfather had been a very successful business man, and a member of the Liberal Council,...
View ArticleKingdom by the sea
A life – this is another instalment of an autobiographical series before I revert to my normal blogs. Three years, three schools. During the next three years I went to three different schools, as my...
View ArticleSailing to the fabled East
A life – another instalment of my autobiography before I revert to my normal blogs Southampton 1953. The first night on board ship (shown above) my father took me for a walk around the deck while my...
View ArticleCoronation, luxury, opera and Latin
The Runnymede Hotel from the sea A life – another instalment of my autobiography before I revert to my normal blogs The Queen’s Coronation was big in Malaya and it was big for me too! On our drive...
View ArticleGuns and exams, ancient peoples and bandits
A life – an0ther instalment of my autobiography before I revert to my normal blogs The first eclipse I ever watched was at school in the Cameron Highlands in Malaya. School was on a plateau surrounded...
View ArticleTropical learning curves
A life – another instalment of my autobiography before I revert to my normal blogs We sometimes played hockey on the padang at Tanah Rata, the nearby township where I quickly learned to play on the...
View ArticleA heroine, an eccentric, a Muslim attack and a paradise
A life – another instalment of my autobiography before I revert to my normal blogs The last holidays were spent in Kota Bahru, where my father had been exiled after another stoush with another...
View ArticleA soldier’s life is terrible hard! (says Alice)
A life – another instalment of my autobiography before I revert to my normal blogs Gentle in manner, resolute in deed, was the motto of the lady-like group of women I now joined – no rifles,...
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