Married in 1949 after my hubby had finished his National Service. We were still on rations but, with living in London and getting to know the Barrow Boys they helped with a few extra things thrown in to make an edible salad for the buffet which was held in my parents front room. It was a Cockney wedding so I leave you to imagine the knees up after we had all come back from my Great Uncles pub situated in the Old Kent Road in London. We were in our 67th year of marriage when I lost hubby to Dementia.
Soops place of refuge and friends
Significant rise in both anti-semitism and Islamophobia




