Where Change Begins
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Following the story of Annette Akroyd through to the birth of William Beveridge, this story maps out where change begins, is born and ignites.
From the unrelenting sun of the Middle East to the tempest of grey in Britain, I am uncovering the history of the greatest liberal reforms in England and the people behind them.
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Based on true stories, though, due to lack of information, not strictly and completely true as a whole.
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