In the eighties British society was in-crisis. It was not just felt within the industrial sector, but in law and order, the family, and race relations. The standard of living was greater… mine certainly was – particularly now I was a freelance colour retoucher as well as maintaining a full-time lecturing post. Trying to retain some sort of mental cohesion after hearing those terrible words ‘I love somebody else’ bounced around in my head, blotting out everyday matters and daily words of care. My legal separation was to end in divorce and loss of custody. My re-marriage to a like minded soul looking for all that I was seeking was eagerly sought. That new family welcomed their mother's happiness: as did her parents, brother, and friends. I knew I was very lucky and thanked god for giving me another chance to find a life-long partner! Now we could plan a future together.