The Stories of Christopher Weaver

The Stories mainly describe Christopher’s early years of his life from the time when he was born in 1917 to the outbreak of World War 2; I have expanded this remit however to show him in later life by including a few of his other stories, to show how he changed completely when he found the love that he had been seeking from the time that he lost his mother to the Stafford Mental Asylum in 1930, where she eventually died in 1946. If you can detect it a thread runs though all of his stories, this is really a love story in two parts. At first there was his great love for his mother, then his second great love that for my mother Dorothy Bedworth the greatest love of his life. Christopher’s words are painted in broad brush strokes across the pages and run very deep into the canvas that holds his life together. I have been enlightened by these very words and feel privileged to have been given this task to perform to bring the stories together in an acceptable format, yielding some surprising results leaving me with a greater understanding of my father.