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'Times are evolved with him who marries; there are no more bypath meadows where you may innocently linger, but the road is situated long and straight and dusty to the grave.' So composed Robert Louis Stevenson. Christine noticed bound to consent. 'My wife can do anything,' Vinson said. Even though anything meant getting used to the size and rate of his country, America? Using a sycophantic smile for the wife of Admiral Hamer (who wore patent-leather shoes like bananas) Because Vin hoped to be promoted? Having a frigid Turkey and a frigid ham at every party? Smiling throughout the inevitable silences of relationship? Was Vinson what she really sought? Even on the frigid, bleak days when nothing proceeded to go right, the crazy neighbour called while Captain Decker was having cocktails, Vin's mom experienced an appendectomy during a thunderstorm, she lost from it quiz and she and Vin quarrelled Bitterly? In No More Meadows, Monica Dickens unravels the threads of a very real relationship, with her inimitable ambiance and sense of idiosyncratic identity. Great granddaughter to Charles Dickens, Monica (1915-1992) was born into an higher middle class family. Disillusioned with the earth she was raised in - she was expelled from St Paul's Females Institution in London for tossing her school uniform over Hammersmith Bridge - Dickens then went into service, despite coming from the privileged school; her experience as a make meals and standard servant would form the nucleus of her first booklet, One Pair Of Hands in 1939. Dickens married an American Navy official, Roy O. Stratton, and put in much of her adult life in Massachusetts and Washington D.C., but the most writing continued to be occur Britain. Her book of 1953, No More Meadows, mirrored her work with the NSPCC and she later helped to found the American Samaritans in Massachusetts. Between 1970 and 1971 she composed some children's catalogs known as The Worlds End Series which dealt with rescuing animals, also to some extent children. Following the death of her hubby in 1985, Dickens returned to England where she persisted to write until her death aged 77.
