One day her mother said to her, "Come Little Red Cap. Here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your grandmother. She is sick and weak, and they will do her well. Mind your manners and give her my greetings. Behave yourself on the way, and do not leave the path, or you might fall down and break the glass, and then there will be nothing for your grandmother. And when you enter her parlor, don't forget to say 'Good morning,' and don't peer into all the corners first."

Little Red Cap

Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm

After the sudden death of my father from a heart attack when I was 6, my mother, my sister and I move in to one room of my grandparent’s council house On White Hart Lane in Essex. This was the house my mother had grown up in and it was the house, almost unchanged, that they would still be living in, more than 25 years later when this series was created.