We were, throughout the '30s, very poor, but then everybody in the '30s was poor. This was no way an exceptional thing. And I think it’s very difficult for people who are younger than me to realise just how difficult life was in the 1930s.

I was born in 1931. The consequences of the depression were already abundant, and they only got worse. For a woman with a child and no husband, things were exceedingly difficult. And in a way, the war made them easier. It’s curious, but you know, everybody was hungry during the war. There were shortages of everything. If your clothes were out at elbow, it didn’t matter, because everybody’s clothes were out at elbow during the war. But during the 1930s, the poverty… you still had leftovers so you didn’t necessarily look almost destitute.

So… no, it was tough. And I think my mother was quite valiant but I think when the war broke out and this nice, much older, man who had been wooing her in a sense for some years, just suddenly turned from being a decent sort with whom she occasionally went to the theatre and so on, into being somebody who offered security.