'I stood at the rail of the ocean liner clutching a handful of multi-coloured streamers. Excitement warred with the sadness of separation from home and loved ones. Above all, I could never forget the wounded look in my mother's deep blue eyes.' The year is 1954. Aged...
'I stood at the rail of the ocean liner clutching a handful of multi-coloured streamers. Excitement warred with the sadness of separation from home and loved ones. Above all, I could never forget the wounded look in my mother's deep blue eyes.' The year is...