I have a dream Northern Eastern _white rondavel with a straw hat lid. Sydney and I and our little—beds always have white covers on them. They usually have black metal. There’s a shower in the corner. There is a loo, but I can’t quite picture it at the moment; cement floors outside, the tall grasses, the thorn trees that smell of Africa, the red earth of Africa, the noises of the animals and there we are as we used to be. As we have been back together and forget the prizes and still have each other and thoughts about our children. But that’s my dream and that’s my future. That’s where I would like to die. I don’t know if I’ve been in the worlds’ best hotels. I suppose I have. The fanciest places and the highest of high tables. Sometimes he doesn’t even show me his medals and things. Years later he was showing the children something then I will see it as well. These things are so external.

May Brenner was married to Sydney Brenner from December 1952 until her death in January 2010. She was engaged in doing a Ph.D. in Psychology in London.