Looking back , I recall how my mother , her relatives and friends got up and dressed very formally for the day .
They wouldn't have allowed anyone to have seen them without make up , a proper hairstyle, an immaculate dress or suit ,stockings and high heels.
Underneath ,they wore tight corsets .
At night ,when these foundation garments were finally peeled off - I remember the red marks on her body .
She must have been about 70 when this regid uniform was finally relinquished indoors .
Shame faced ,my mother described it as letting herself go .