My daughter died from a neuroblastoma in January 1959, aged three years and nine months. The only treatment she had was large doses of vitamin B12 every other day; she was ill for about six months.
When I was about four or five weeks pregnant with her, we spent a holiday at Goathland in North Yorkshire, not far from Fylingdales Moor, with its radio-listening device. We often walked on the moors.
I have since read that installations like Fylingdales are more dangerous than nuclear power plants. – Joan Davies, Gloucester