What a wonderful year 1958 was. We moved into a flat on the top floor of Albemarle Mansions on Medina Terrace and the summer was heavenly. Continual sunshine and living in such a beautiful Victorian house arranged as flats with an amazing couple living as caretakers in the basement who introduced me to my future husband.
Mr Louis in Preston Street
I was working as a secretary in Brighton and having conversations with Vivienne the photographer and loads of other Brighton celebrities and one day I thought I would go and have my hair done at Mr Louis in Preston Street so I booked in for a full bleach and tint. He did a fabulous job and on my next day at work, there was a look of surprise on my bosses face as I told him I had gone to the dentist.