When my adoptive father died, I was lookingthrough his things and came across a shabby,old box which contained his legal documents,and there it was, my adoption certificate.I always knew I was adopted but as soon asI saw my birth mother's name on this oldpiece of paper, something stirred inside me and I knew at that moment, I had to try and find her.My husband told me to 'leave well alone' andin some respects he was right, as when I did findher I discovered a dreadful secret. I wasdevastated. But it didn't end there, as followingher death some years later, another secret wasrevealed which shocked my family. Had myhusband been right when he said, 'Leave well alone'?This story is told over eight decades from justbefore the start of World War 2 and depicts lifeand times from then until the present day.