The Baby Laundry for Unmarried Mothers
“‘I think we should go to Blackpool for a holiday.’ It was the beginning of May 1964, a Saturday, and she’d travelled up to London so we could spend the day shopping and doing a bit of sightseeing. We’d been spending a lot of time together lately, and had a really close friendship. We both found comfort in the fact that, for the two of us, Paul and Alexander were able to exist. And though we consciously tried not to dwell on our losses, it was such a relief to be able to talk about our babies in...stead of pretending they’d never been born. We were in Regent’s Park today, wandering among the throng of weekend crowds, many of whom flocked here to meet Guy the gorilla, one of London Zoo’s most popular attractions.
‘Blackpool?’ I said. ‘Really?’ The thought of going somewhere like Blackpool would never have entered my head. I’d spent most of my childhood going on caravanning trips to the quiet spots my parents preferred, such as St Osyth and Clacton and Jaywick Sands, but after my father had died, there’d been no further family holidays.MoreLess
‘Blackpool?’ I said. ‘Really?’ The thought of going somewhere like Blackpool would never have entered my head. I’d spent most of my childhood going on caravanning trips to the quiet spots my parents preferred, such as St Osyth and Clacton and Jaywick Sands, but after my father had died, there’d been no further family holidays.MoreLess
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