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Chapter 2: School Days
In 1945, education was not compulsory for disabled children. Mum rebuffed this with some disdain. She was determined that I should go to school. When I was one she took me to the Alder Hey Children's Hospital, Liverpool, and was told by the children's specialist that I was mentally retarded and would never be able to recognise my parents.
Mum must have become aware of some degree of intelligence during my second year. Dad had signed up for 22 years in the army so Mum had to fight my battles alone. My Welsh grandmother recommended that I should be introduced to the Christian faith and start going to Sunday School. Mum thought this would teach me to mix with other children. I started ...