A little bit of background information, just to set the scene.
Back in the early to mid sixties, and before the mini-skirt hit the scene, some of the fashions were ridiculous. The skirts were just on the knee and so tight that you couldn’t walk properly.  In order to climb even the smallest step, you had [...]

I was sixteen.  My boyfriend, John, had invited me to a special night out.  His Father was a Freemason and it was their annual ‘Ladies Night’.  This meant a new posh frock, and all the trimmings.
I spent ages putting my make-up on and getting my hair just right.  I slipped into my dress and examined [...]

Part 3 (final)
It wasn’t very long before our marriage finally ended.  There appeared to be no reason for this.  We didn’t argue,  and had no problems.  Money was plentiful.    There was nothing obvious to cause it to happen.  It just slowly ended.  Jim moved out and I was left with the other two, who very [...]

If you haven’t already, you might want to read part 1 before reading this.
Part 2
Somehow we managed to clean the flat up and make is habitable.  Once we got our furniture in, it looked OK, though not as nice as our first flat.  We had made all our furniture to fit our previous flat and [...]

Jim and I had managed to find a nice little unfurnished flat, in a very nice part of London.   We had by far, the best and most expensive flat in the large house.  We were both on good salaries so the cost was not a problem.   One problem we had was that we were continually [...]

Part 3
Months went by.  I don’t remember how many but eventually I was to go to court as a witness for the prosecution.  I’m not just talking about any court here, this was The Old Bailey in the center of London. The main court for England and Wales, and where the more sensational cases were [...]

If you haven’t already, you might want to read part 1 before reading this post.
Before continuing, I think I’d better clarify that all the diamonds in question were totally legal and above board.  Only my aunt would have known why she chose to sell them this way. It would very likely have been because, let’s [...]

This will be another serialized post.  I hope you enjoy it.

Part 1
“I swear, by almighty God, that the evidence I shall give will be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God”
It was the mid sixties and I stood nervously in a London ‘High Court’.
Now, I suppose it would [...]

It was March 15th 1969 - My big day.  Everything had gone according to plan. The house was a buzz of busyness and excitement.  One sister did my nails, another my makeup, and my dress hung on the wardrobe door in readiness.  Today I would find out if my dressmaking skills were good enough.  Would [...]

It was nearing the end of 1968, the date for our wedding was fixed and I now started to think about my wedding dress. I knew I wasn’t going to buy a ready made dress.  I planned to make my own.  I had been making my own clothes for a while now, so I was [...]

Now we were in the late sixties, and things were really ’swinging’ as they said. Some things more than others, where some were concerned ;O)
Derek, a friend of Jim’s from school, worked in the advertising industry as a copywriter.  He was only 19 years old and was on the highest salary ever paid to a [...]

Late one night, back in the mid sixties, I saw a TV programme and it caught my attention. A woman was singing and there was something about the song that really tugged at me. I had never heard this type of music before, or seen singers like the three that this programme featured. [...]

I worked as a designer until I was twenty, but the particular industry I worked in was not for young people. I looked around me one day and realized, everybody I worked with was aged about 50 upwards - and that was erring on the kind side. Now I know that [...]

I was 15 and about to leave school and step out into the big wide world. It was usual for your mother or father to come to the school and meet with your ‘form’ teacher to discuss a job for you.
It was 1961 and very few people stayed on at school to take GCE’s, as [...]

Mo came across this photograph of me, that I haven’t seen for many years. You can enlarge it if you so wish - though why would you?
It sparked of a trip down memory lane. The photo is of me waiting for the train that would take me to London. As my guitar [...]

I used to socialize in the west end of London when I was young. The place where it was all happening, the place to be. Shopping in Biba’s boutique, having my hair done at Vidal Sassoon, hanging out in Carnaby Street.
On the 5th July 1969 we were hanging out near Hyde Park [...]

Back in the 60’s, I worked in central London. Not far from all the law courts, and right next to Bow Street Police Station. On the flip side, I was surrounded by all the major theatres and immediately across the road was the back entrance of The Drury Lane Theatre. It was [...]

It was a warm summer evening, back in the early 60’s. My sister and I boarded an almost empty train. A ’semi fast’ train, which meant that it stopped at selected stations along the route, and not all of them. We were later to become very glad that it [...]