So my mother and my father had of course their own different histories which affected their views about Empire (as this Empire disappeared), and their views of the world of work. My mother was a pianist of some talent who would have wished in different circumstances to have attempted a professional career as a musician.
This account has diverged from my three aunties. They had been our friends and helpers. And there was friendship and affection which lasted, though in a quite fragile way, because of differences of life, and geographical dispersion.