I paid for my own education by scholarship until I left university.
But my eyes were riveted on a small slim woman her hair simply coiled into her neck, Katherine Glasier.
Tell the Government, our people shall not starve.
Women have worked hard; starved in prison; given of their time and lives that we might sit in the House of Commons and take part in the legislating of this country.
My mother's illness fitted into this protest against the treatment of the sick who could not pay, the inefficiency of commercialism, the waste, the extravagance, and the poverty.
