August 1952, Bloxham near Banbury, with my uncle Bernard, my mother’s brother-in-law, and cousin Bernice, who now with her husband runs a wholesale plant nursery in Broadway, Somerset. We were staying in Bloxham in 1952 because my mother was seriously ill in hospital. She was quite ill for much of my childhood; the good thing about it was I could cook from 7 years old, of necessity.