Some battles will be fought on the Homefront... The war has had a devastating effect on the Sweet Family with young Charlie Sweet, lost at sea, presumed dead and bombs falling on nearby Bristol. Still there is a glimmer of hope on the horizon in the form of Mary Sweet’s upcoming wedding to her Canadian beau. But even that has failed to rouse their father from his grief. But in London a baby has been found in a bombed out house, sheltered in the arms of his dead mother. A child to make life worth living again... Discover the gripping, heartfelt second instalment in Lizzie Lane's bestselling Sweet Sisters trilogy. Praise for Lizzie Lane: 'A gripping saga and a storyline that will keep you hooked' Rosie Goodwin 'The Tobacco Girls is another heartwarming tale of love and friendship and a must-read for all saga fans.' Jean Fullerton 'Lizzie Lane opens the door to a past of factory girls, redolent with life-affirming friendship, drama, and choices that are as relevant today as they were then.' Catrin Collier 'If you want an exciting, authentic historical saga then look no further than Lizzie Lane.' Fenella J Miller

Wendy Rosaline Elcock was born mid-way through the Second World War in August 1942. My childhood was spent during the most difficult of times in North London. This is a short book about my experiences as a child, teenager and into the start of my NHS Career. My parents divorced in 1949 and I was to spend seven years in a Children's Care Home. I also spent 3 unhappy years in Wembley with my Father, stepmother and her daughter. At age 16, I started work as a Cadet Nurse which came with my independence. Then at the age of 18, started my training as a Registered Nurse, followed by my midwifery training in 1964. I loved every moment of my life spent in Hospitals as a Nurse followed by my ideal vocation as a Midwife. Despite the amount of dramas and challenges during my life, my philosophy has always been to look for peaceful and tranquil solutions.

Donna Seto investigates why children born of wartime sexual violence are rarely included in post-conflict processes of reconciliation and recovery. The focus on children born of wartime sexual violence questions the framework of understanding war and recognizes that certain individuals are often forgotten or neglected. This book considers how children are neglected sites for the reproduction of global norms. It approaches this topic through an interdisciplinary perspective that questions how silence surrounding the issue of wartime sexual violence has prevented justice for children born of war from being achieved. In considering this, Seto examines how the theories and practices of mainstream International Relations (IR) can silence the experiences of war rape survivors and children born of wartime sexual violence and explores the theoretical frameworks within IR and the institutional structures that uphold protection regimes for children and women.

What is a War Baby? War Babies, squeezed between the children of the Great Depression and the Boomers, have been described as part of the “Silent Generation” by Wikipedia. Richard Pell’s book on War Babies illuminated only celebrity names from those years while saying the war babies’ perspective on America was “darker and more pessimistic than either their predecessors or their baby boom successors.” While these and other generations have been, and will be written about, very little was recorded of the everyday life of War Babies to support that gloomy theory. War Babies lived in a time unknown to any generation before or after. Their America was unique, guided by parents who knew the importance of a nuclear family, and actually used their villages to raise their own and each others’ children. It was a time when the family who prayed together stayed together, and “for better or worse” was a sacred vow. For the most part, War Babies were taught such things as respect, manners, patriotism, and penmanship. They went to church with their families, took music lessons, and joined the 4H, the Boy Scouts and the Girl Scouts, They took pride in accomplishments, and didn’t need tattoos or purple hair to stand out in a crowd. They earned their accolades. War Babies lived such lives as small business owners, cooks and construction workers, salesmen and teachers, and much more. No matter the job, each War Baby honed the skills that complimented his profession. One in particular, started his development with a curiosity that exposed everyone he met as his straight man. His stories reflect the path that led him to be the person he is today.

War Baby / Love Child examines hybrid Asian American identity through a collection of essays, artworks, and interviews at the intersection of critical mixed race studies and contemporary art. The book pairs artwork and interviews with nineteen emerging, mid-career, and established mixed race/mixed heritage Asian American artists, including Li-lan and Kip Fulbeck, with scholarly essays exploring such topics as Vietnamese Amerasians, Korean transracial adoptions, and multiethnic Hawai'i. As an increasingly ethnically ambiguous Asian American generation is coming of age in an era of "optional identity," this collection brings together first-person perspectives and a wider scholarly context to shed light on changing Asian American cultures. Watch the trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJp0MDtKqyY&list=UUge4MONgLFncQ1w1C_BnHcw&index=2&feature=plcp

First published in 2010, this book explores the legacy of the baby boomers: the generation who, born in the aftermath of the Second World War, came of age in the radical sixties where for the first time since the War, there was freedom, money, and safe sex. In this book, Francis Beckett argues that what began as the most radical-sounding generation for half a century turned into a random collection of youthful style gurus, sharp-toothed entrepreneurs and management consultants who believed revolution meant new ways of selling things; and Thatcherites, who thought freedom meant free markets, not free people. At last, it found its most complete expression in New Labour. The author argues that the children of the 1960s betrayed the generations that came before and after, and that the true legacy of the swinging decade is in ashes.

Food consumption is a significant and complex social activity—and what a society chooses to feed its children reveals much about its tastes and ideas regarding health. In this groundbreaking historical work, Amy Bentley explores how the invention of commercial baby food shaped American notions of infancy and influenced the evolution of parental and pediatric care. Until the late nineteenth century, infants were almost exclusively fed breast milk. But over the course of a few short decades, Americans began feeding their babies formula and solid foods, frequently as early as a few weeks after birth. By the 1950s, commercial baby food had become emblematic of all things modern in postwar America. Little jars of baby food were thought to resolve a multitude of problems in the domestic sphere: they reduced parental anxieties about nutrition and health; they made caretakers feel empowered; and they offered women entering the workforce an irresistible convenience. But these baby food products laden with sugar, salt, and starch also became a gateway to the industrialized diet that blossomed during this period. Today, baby food continues to be shaped by medical, commercial, and parenting trends. Baby food producers now contend with health and nutrition problems as well as the rise of alternative food movements. All of this matters because, as the author suggests, it’s during infancy that American palates become acclimated to tastes and textures, including those of highly processed, minimally nutritious, and calorie-dense industrial food products.

The dominant cultural script is that the Baby Boomers have 'had it all', thereby depriving younger generations of the opportunity to create a life for themselves. Bristow provides a critical account of this discourse by locating the problematisation of the Baby Boomers within a wider ambivalence about the legacy of the Sixties.