I wrote about my childhood memories that was put into a book. It takes in the years when I was born in 1930 from being cruelly treated in a so called Sisters-of-Mercy home up to my farcical wedding day in 1949. All proceeds after printing costs taken out have gone to my local childrens hospice. I went all through the London Blitz and was bombed out twice plus being machine gunned twice so I did not have much of a childhood, but the memories are still with me. This is me aged 6 years taken in 1936.