One of six children, Sally grew up in post-war Stepney in a two-up, two-down house with no hot water and an outside lavatory. Full of memories both warm and less welcome, this enthralling autobiography paints a vivid picture of Sally’s early life: carol singing for the Kray twins at Christmas, her grandfather’s tragic early death, days spent ‘raking’ the East End streets or crowding into her family’s small parlour rooms for hard-earned Saturday tea, the tribulations of being part of a poor family, and the deep love she felt and still feels for her childhood surroundings.
Warm, affectionate and brimming with colourful characters, this is probably Sally’s most gripping saga yet – and every word of it’s true.