Another memory from about the same time was the horrible woman next door.

The kids had been naughty. When I arrived she had filled the washing machine. I can remember looking at it and watching the steam. I thought she was about to do the washing. She was shouting at her children. She told her kids to undress and threatened to boil them alive! They were pleading pitifully with her “please mummy – don’t boil us to death” It was horrible and traumatic and always stuck in my mind.

She did all sorts of things.
One day when her children came home from school the pet rabbit was missing. She told them it had ran away. It was in the meat pie they were eating. True.
She was evil.