My eldest son would have been 7.5 months old so my days would have been filled with looking after him and our house. Very happy days.
I remember that prams and babies were always left outside the shops then. I was once so preoccupied with checking my change after going into the bakers [before I was used to the new money], that I started to walk home without him. I soon dashed back to him though, feeling very embarrassed.
My army days: learning to march and trying to communicate
Good Morning Wednesday 12th August 2026
Mega dinghies transport 230 migrants in one go. 80,000 arrived under Labour.



