In 1938 with the situation deteriorating for Jewish people in Europe, my aunt Lotte was sent by her family from what was then Czechoslovakia to study as a nurse at Booth Hall Children’s Hospital in Manchester. She was 17 and came here on her own. She lived in a nurses’ home.
She had only been in Britain a few months when she found out that her brother – my father – was in the Sachsenhausen-Oranienburg concentration camp.