Labour of Love
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"Amanda's little hands would be cold even with gloves on so Phyllis would have to turn on the oven and leave the door open for instant heat. She would boil water to mix with cold into a bowl so Amanda could put her little hands in to get them warm. Nothing in the cupboards but flour and sugar and ingredients you couldn't make anything with. But this is Phyllis who had previously cooked for all and sundry would know how to turn leftovers into a meal fit for a King. Phyllis would open a tin of corned beef, cut up and fry onions and tomatoes into a pulp and make a corned beef hash. No rice but she would add water to flour, kneed it into flat bread pieces and bake in the oven; there; a decent meal for two."
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About the Book
This is a short but very profound and compelling book about my grandparents and the stories of their lives. A lot of research was done with the help of my mother, my sister, and my aunt to find out exactly who my grandparents were in their early years. My grandmother Harriet was a slow learner in life. Let’s just say she couldn’t cope with the amount of children she went on to have. At one point, the nurses in the hospital smothered one of her twin boys, killing him. This led Harriet to roam the streets in the hope of finding her child. Phyllis, Harriet’s daughter, had a very sad and complicated life. This book was completed with the hope of understanding more about the family, where they came from, and how they fitted into the family tree.
About the Author
Born and raised in London, I had always had the urge to write but was never brave enough to bring it forward into books. I followed my sister in keeping a diary, which I managed to keep for almost fifteen years. I was always itching to write, and now the itch has finally been scratched.