This book came to be written because my son David bought me a computer, which I'll be honest I did not particularly want. I felt I was too old for that kind of thing. He told me to write all my little stories on the word processor just the way I was using my old typewiter. Once I got started I couldn't stop, the stories about my sisters and brothers, aunties and uncles, and of course my wonderful mother and father.
It is yes another East End story, with all the horror of living in terrible poverty, and starving practically to death. Do not think that this story is all about misery it is not. It is full of fun and laughter, it is also full of love ,the love we nine children had for each other, and our mother and father. There are tales of horror and tales of incredible sadness.Please have a litle read through, and read the story of Elizabeth this larger than life character who was my elder sister by 9 years, Remember this is also a love story, about Elizabeth.