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Chapter 8: Rewarding Times
I had monthly check-ups from Mrs Collis in her clinic in Lambeth Hospital. She examined Margaret when she was only a few weeks old and found her to be physically perfect. At one of these appointments there was a problem getting transport home again. The clinic closed, and we were moved from department to department, whilst waiting for our transport. Margaret got very dirty playing on the floor in her blue woolly suit. We were tired and hungry. Mum had left a casserole cooking in a slow oven at home.
‘Doesn't anyone care about me with my handicapped child and baby, stranded here far from home?’ Mum pleaded with the hospital staff. They looked at her bewildered.
In desperation, Mum asked for directions to ...