whilst I was at Children's homes with nuns in Germany, my mum worked at the cotton mills in Lancashire and paid for my keep. She also often sent things to me, clothes etc Chocolates ofcourse was shared out to everyone, I can't actually remember ever getting any. She also sent a life sized pot doll. I could never play with it there, or here- but it was my only toy and I kept it all my life, it sat on my bed as a reminder of my life. Then Human Research amongst total theft /we have to destroy her life so she will go out and have sex all over the place to find herself, re GP Scunthorpe -- all I wanted was to go to Art College!!!/so they stole my doll and sold it! as they have so much of my precious stuff..In consequence, after I returned from the USA when actual heavy torture began on a daily basis, the lab began pressing down on my skull - totally banned as all they have done is, and painful ..the Pakistani operatives loved using that one, as do the 55 illegitimate children with different women, of the 3 London men of the lab who have been brought in to become future managers, with no education are using my work creative and academic on the lab monitor since 1984 illegally, to establish themselves as what they are not.