Written in the author’s mid-90s, this anarchic memoir recalls her Catholic childhood between the wars, and an aunt who was more Catholic than the Pope. The reader will experience Barbara’s imperial war service, her addiction to gambling, her post-war apostasy, her participation in Bertrand Russell’s Committee of 100, her 25 years’ presidency of the National Secular Society, and her lifelong liberal campaigns. Civilisation, peace, general health, education, and true democracy all depend, she avers, on freedom of information. Missionary zeal at age 10 regarding the manifest non-existence of Father Christmas anticipated that of a creator god. Abandoning her adolescent intention of becoming a contemplative nun, Barbara made religion and war the twin bêtes noires of her maturity. She always revelled in defying establishment rules, while her love of words generated light verse alongside serious poems and speculative essays. Altogether an easy read – yet eminently cogent.