Looking for my son for 58 years, part 2

寻找我的儿子 58 年,第二部分

Lives Less Ordinary

社会与文化

2024-11-04

23 分钟
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Bestselling writer Lesley Pearse never stopped looking for her son. An agent once told Lesley Pearse to "write what you know", but her own story is more extraordinary than any of her bestselling novels. In this, the second episode of two, Lesley makes a selfless decision on behalf of her baby son Warren, and spends the six decades that follow searching for him. Presenter: Asya Fouks Producer: Laura Thomas & Edgar Maddicott Get in touch: liveslessordinary@bbc.co.uk or WhatsApp: 0044 330 678 2784

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  • Dinesh Tetris holding.

  • So, anyway, one morning I woke up by this time, he's getting bigger, he's growing out of his clothes.

  • And I looked down at him, he was in a carry cot, and I thought, this isn't fair on him.

  • As a teenage mom alone in 1960s London, Leslie Pierce had been determined to keep hold of her baby son, Warren.

  • Unable to confide in her family, she'd done her best to find a job and a home.

  • But without anyone to turn to for support, she was running out of options.

  • I've got no money, no hope, no future.

  • It's impossible.

  • Someone give them a proper home.

  • You're listening to Lives Less Ordinary with me, Assia Fuchs.

  • I'm with bestselling romance novelist Leslie Pierce.

  • This is actually the second part of Leslie's story, so if you've come here first, I recommend going back and listening to part one.

  • These days, Leslie's books have won awards and sold millions of copies around the world.

  • Back in 1964, though, that glimmering future was far from certain.

  • And teenage Leslie was on the brink of a brave and selfless decision on behalf of her baby son.

  • It's tipping down with rain again.

  • It seemed to be raining all the time at that time.

  • It was certainly raining in my heart throughout the whole thing.

  • So I packed him into the pram that day, and this was pathetic, really.