26
SHE’S A SITTER, NOT A FARMER
Liza settled into her new role rather quickly. Life was good at the baby farm. Infants came from all over London. Unwanted pregnancies were the curse of respectable girls. There were always customers for those able and willing to make mistakes disappear.
The tots were delivered with a one-off payment for their future welfare and were rarely asked for or visited ever again. They slept in cots, twelve to a room. The two rooms were always full. When a new baby arrived, a space was made available at the expense of a longer term resident. If the family were going to change their minds and return for their offspring, they always did so within the first couple of weeks. So a stream of new arrivals replaced the longest serving inhabitant who nobody was coming bac
