The strangeness of new friends

In my writing now I’m really getting into feeling what it must have been like for Kindertransport children. It must have been especially hard for my mother-in-law who only found out half an hour before she set off that she was Jewish. There were things also that must have been difficult for all of the children. These feature in the early chapters of the Renate strand. Milk in tea Bitter cocoa Sheets and blankets instead of feather beds No central heating. White bread The language Different hairstyles Clothing Lines instead of squares in exercise books Our changeable weather Double-decker buses Our terraced houses