Introduction:
Stories of rags-to-riches are not uncommon. Stories which run from riches to rags are all too common but would be depressing to read. What follows in this delightful book is both unusual and refreshing. It's the story of a man who might well have expected most of life's riches for ever more except that fate intervened.
Early in his life Michael Beecham faced sudden insecurity and by the end of the war [WWll], in which he served throughout, found himself married with a small child to support. What happened then, and later on, makes fascinating reading. Armed with boundless enthusiasm, a great ability to extract the best from whatever circumstances he found himself in, as well as strong measures of humour and determination, Michael Beecham has lived to tell a tale that ends happily with many adventures on the way.
What follows are some recollections from a life full of ups and downs which, if looked at as a lifetime's balance sheet leave him well in credit.
Spring 1983 Christopher Long
Forward by Michael Beecham:
For Sylvia. Anne, Lucy and Katie with love and for many friends only some of whom are mentioned herein with affection. All have helped to enrich my life and, thereby, earn my unstinted gratitude.
I am greatly indebted to Christopher Long for his patience and encouragement without which this story would probably just have remained in an untidy form in a drawer in my desk and for his far too flattering introduction.
My thanks also to Helen White who, having eased my burden enormously and tolerated me for six years as my private secretary/assistant, came back for more and has typed this whole thing as faultlessly as usual.
Lucy took the photographs of the family at Christmas 1982 and my nephew Hugh did all the considerable work on the photographs herein to both I am exceedingly grateful.
Cornwall 1983
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