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Aunt Shunty, the youngest of my mother’s sisters, who would often look after me when I was little. I used to look at Shunty and wish that one day I
might be as beautiful as her.

Mummy pushing her beloved Silver Cross pram. I’m standing by her side, aged nine, as we take the twins, Eddie and Anne, for a walk.

Me, aged twelve, with Eddie. I would often entertain the twins while Mummy gave readings to clients.

I took Eddie and Anne to the same Follies show every day on the seafront in Rhyl. They loved it and would annoy the rest of the audience by shouting out the
lines before the actors!

Me with my cousins Honour, on the left, and Daisy, on the right. They were two of my closest friends growing up.

Nathan, on the left, with George Newsome. They met at the stopping ground in Seaton Carew and went on to become life-long friends.

Me manning the candy floss stall at the amusement park in Seaton Carew, while my father made money snapping away on the Aptus camera.

With Margaret Newsome, George’s sister, who I made friends with as soon as we arrived in Seaton Carew. This picture was taken just after I had traded
in my dark locks for a peroxide blonde French plait.

Nathan posing in front of the Grand Hotel in Brighton. Mummy could sense we would have a bright future there.

Me with my friend Eileen at the Regent Ballroom in Brighton, where dances were held every Saturday night. I loved to dance all evening and really let my
hair down, but Nathan was always close by to make sure I didn’t dance with any boys!

The photos taken of me and Mummy by the lovely little old lady who used to stop me in the street. I had no idea that she was a famous royal
photographer.

My mother used the name ‘Madam Eva’ as her working name, while the family always called her Laura. It wasn’t long before people noticed
the two new palmistry booths in Brighton and business began to flourish.

As well as running my first ever palmistry place, I would also work at specific events such as big parties or charity evenings, which was how I began to
build my reputation.

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