The youth club at North Harrow Methodist church claimed much of her energy and allegiance. They put on shows, went on trips. She remarked on the disturbance when a youth leader playing popular music on the church organ was rebuked by another leader expostulating "This is the House of God." Pam was not sure where her sympathies lay. She did not forget her first school, Pinner Park Primary. Her mother encouraged her to put on little theatrical performances in the back garden, inviting the neighbours. Pam was encouraged to play the piano but to her later regret did not persevere. Nevertheless she enjoyed playing percussion instruments and wanted to do well at school, earning stars. At some time she formed the "put em right club" and enlisted her friends. I expect her younger brother Ian, was the most reliable member. The aim of the club was to do right and reform the world. Pam was brought up in a better world than we provide for children in the twenty first century. She says she did not go in a pub until she was thirty two. I do not think that is quite true. I think she and I once went to the Case is Altered in Old Redding before we were engaged. She probably had a Babycham. With her parents she went on holiday to the Guest Houses of the Holiday Fellowship or the Workers Travel Association; later re-named the World Travel Association. Walks were organised, one ate at communal tables and socials with games occupied the evening. No alcohol. She cycled to school. From the age of thirteen she cycled with friends into the countryside north west of Hatch End. Pam played tennis at clubs. She played badminton and table tennis at home. Social life was visiting her aunts and uncles. When we were engaged and perhaps in early marriage we both went en famille to the Rutherfords, in Hendon. The high light of the evening was the indoor fireworks. A little brown pack which when lit and slowly mouldering would metamorphise into a snake twenty times the size of the original, a conical pack which transformed into a miniature volcano, assorted mini fountains of light, sparklers and clouds and clouds of smoke drifting around the room in which we sat crouched around the dining room table.