, and she didn‘t wanta woman from county westmead, and she didn‘t want a notorious wall hellhole in her. —— notorious hellhole. so it was the jewel in the crown of the sacred heart empire, they owned the four biggest of the nine mother and baby homes. 0k, four biggest of the nine mother and baby homes. ok, so what you have since worked out is that your mother went in there for a month, and you we re went in there for a month, and you were successfully adopted and have had...i were successfully adopted and have had... i mean, you love your adoptive parents. absolutely, yes. yes, no, adoption does damage, but good parents and a lot of love can heal a lot of that damage, and certainly i was incredibly lucky to have wonderful parents. my dad passed away about three years ago, my mama still alive and i still love her to bits, and my mama still alive and i still love herto bits, and i my mama still alive and i still love her to bits, and i still love my dad everyday. you wrote in this book that you had this fantasy about what it was like, an old georgian house, young mother in a chair with co

of the sacred heart order at the time when that home was built was actually a local woman from county westmeadous hellhole in her own backyard, so to speak. so it was the jewel in the crown of the sacred heart empire. they owned the second, third and fourth biggest of the nine mother and baby homes. ok, so what you've since worked out is that your mother went in there for a month, and you were successfully adopted and have had... i mean, you love your adoptive parents. absolutely, yes. yeah, no, adoption does damage, but good parents and a lot of love can heal a lot of that damage, and certainly i was incredibly lucky to have wonderful parents. my dad passed away about three years ago. my mum is still alive, and i still love her to bits, and i still love my dad every day. you write in this book that you had this fantasy about what it was like — an old georgian house, young mother in a chair with colourful throws, and sun streaming through the window, and nuns... fluttering around and taking care of her. yes, that's the image i had growing up in my head. all adoptees develop some fantasy of the