SEPTEMBER 1944
The first thing I noticed about my mother after the visit to the doctor was that she was definitely sleeping better. She would come down to breakfast in the mornings, bright and chipper with her eyes shining and not only ask us what we wanted for breakfast but usually give it to us without comment. The tablets were certainly helping in the sleep department and I was pleased that I had managed to get her to the doctor, with a little help from Mrs. McKenzie.
One morning she served us breakfast and Paula gulped her cornflakes down swifter than usual and then asked for some more. Mum just raised one eyebrow but then went to fetch the packet, poured out a second helping and said," here you are Oliver Twist." Paula always seemed to be hungry but in recent times her attempts to g
