Travellers don’t fit in, but that’s because our society won’t let them

My mother’s close friend Sheila Pim was a celebrated gardener, writer of horticultural thrillers and the biographer of horticulturalist Augustine Henry.
But when I was a child she was just another posh old bat. Then she did something incredible. She got the council to build a house for Travellers in her back garden in Bray, Co Wicklow.