After my mother died in 1997, her children (includes me), had to deal with her belongings.
Amongst them was some writings. They were created over a long period, on a typewriter
on a mixture of sizes of paper, some of it reused, with inked ribbons in various states of wear.
There were handwritten corrections made. There were carbon copies as well as top copies,
not of every page.
Many of the pages had a handwritten page number in the top right hand corner.
She was writing a book.
My mother, apart from bringing up five children, did many other things, mostly to do with
caring for the Elderly People in Hayes and Harlington where she lived. But when I was a
lad I can remember helping her deliver election leaflets for the LABOUR Party, then later
the SDP, and taking part in exit polls at polling stations. But she became dissolutioned
with politics and concentrated on trying to improve things locally rather then nationally.
Her writings were about just one of her many activities, namely, The Annual Holiday
for elderly people who might not otherwise have one. (This included a holiday for the carers
of the elderly people, who had a holiday at their home without them!)
So here are the writings. They may not be politically correct in that my mother
had a rather Maternal care for her charges, but if that is all you can fault her for,
she was still a remarkable person.
I want, I must, acknowledge the service of the Data Preparation Staff at the University of
Newcastle upon Tyne, headed by Carol Hellier, who entered the writings into machine readable form.