It seemed sensible to move to a market town where I could walk everywhere.
I never really know the title of a book until it's finished.
Looking back, I understand that I was teaching myself to write.
We all lie to each other, present some sort of front.
I was sent to a finishing school, which didn't last long when mother found out how badly chaperoned we were. Then I 'came out' before going to a domestic science school.
I remember the evacuee children from towns and cities throwing stones at the farm animals. When we explained that if you did that you wouldnt have any milk, meat or eggs, they soon learned to respect the animals.