It was a cold January morning, I was only five years old, when a big lady dressed in white chased myself and my two elder brothers out of our house, Mam was in bed in the back bedroom, we asked ' what are you doing to our Mam' "mind your own business" was the reply, some time later we were allowed back into the house. Mam was still in bed, she had a little baby by her side, I remember it had a red face, someone must have brought it in while we were playing in the front street, we were told ' IT' was going to be called Gordon, I liked the name because 'Flash Gordon', was my 'space hero'.