Through the Eyes of a Child

Grab yourself a cup of tea or coffee, perhaps a slice of cake, put your feet up and enjoy a memoir of a child growing up in the Victorian seaside resort of Southport, North West England during the 1950s and 1960s. Through the Eyes of a Child, is a story I'd like to share. A time when we thought playing in the sand dunes all day was safe, a variety of delicious sugary confectionery (including aniseed balls and sugar mice) were available in exchange for a few 'old' pence and 'penny arrow bars' lurked amongst the contents at the bottom of a satchel. A time which built strengths and conquered weaknesses and, for me, a childhood, which, happy for the most part, encountered an unusual brand of sadness. In this book, you will find a nostalgic look into life over half a century ago. It is the story of a little girl whose childhood, extraordinary and unique in some ways, may rekindle memories of your own tender years as you identify snippets of similarity. Perhaps you will laugh out loud, maybe even shed a tear, but the intensity with which this book is written will stay with you long after you finish reading.