Butthen,averywonderful thing happened. InMarch 1947 myfather'smother — who had over the years back in England become a real Christian — arrived in South Africa with her daughterDoris and thelatter's husband Norman. Norman had become a ChristianintheBritish Army while fighting in Iraq in World War II; he then led his wife to Christ; and she, it seems, her mother.
This meant my Bible-reading Grannie now came to stay with us in Rondebosch, to spend her remaining years between living with my father's family in the Cape and with my Aunt Doris's family in Johannesburg. Her presence in our home had a salutary effect on all of us!