Essentially a children's story based on my personal and imaginary experiences with 5 other children, as a nine years old evacuee during 1944 living with my mother and sister in a stately home called North Aston Hall in Oxfordshire.
The owner of North Aston Hall, Mrs Hermione Hichens, was a wonderful benefactor who as a small boy I venerated, and subsequently have written this story as my tribute to her. She was undoubtedly one of life's unsung heroines and is the "fine lady" portrayed in this book.
I met American servicemen who were billeted in the grounds of the Hall before they went to Normandy on D-Day, where they were mostly killed.
All book proceeds will go to a charity called "WaterAid" who have pledged to bring clean water and proper sanitation worldwide by 2030, which is my way of trying to perpetuate the wartime spirit I learned from the Americans and from Hermione Hichens.