“The thing I remember, and I generally do remember this, my dad kissed my mum on the forehead. And I don’t know whether that was because they were saying, ‘Thank God these last few years are over’, or whether he was sort of saying, ‘We’ve got to have the strength now to build up again where destitute, the whole place is ruined, and we have to build a new world’. I don’t know. But I mean, people didn’t kiss, they didn’t hold one another in those days, for us kids, it was wonderful.
