I was born at home and delivered by our district nurse, way back. She became quite famous among the villagers she served and much loved by the young Mothers. My Dad christened her car Stuka due to the high pitch scream the tortured Morris made - the result of never having experienced a gear higher than second its entire life. Our nurse deemed third excessive and fourth ridiculous.

Trained in the Great War. No men left afterwards to marry. The happy life of a working spinster, loved and valued by the whole community. I love the little glances the amateur actors give to whoever is directing them. And the glorious wartime sunshine.

Tea & Toast is the cure for all ailments.

How lovely no vulgarity

Move over Call the Midwife