When I was a child, my father went abroad on business. He brought me back a doll that definitely wasn’t white! No-one I knew had one like her and I was the envy of my friends. No-one seemed upset by the colour. In fact it wasn’t mentioned, but everyone I knew wanted her! In those days my beautiful doll would have been referred to as ‘black’. I dressed her in a lemon dress and thought she was the most beautiful doll I had ever seen. So did my friends.
What has happened to the world?
Words you don’t often see now.
Good Morning Monday 29th June 2026



