ABSTRACT
I was about 31 when I went to Whyteleafe House. I’ve been out of St Lawrences 16 years now. I asked to leave. My friend, Eva, she wrote and asked. She said I might be able to cope a bit. She got in touch with the social worker what used to be in the hospital… I never saw children, only children in wheelchairs and what-have-you, not children running about and doing all the things they re doing. So really the children fascinated me ….
