Here is a photo of me and my late mother in 1981, I would have to climb up in my loft, which would suffocate me in this weather, to find anything earlier than that.
My Mum had tb when she was 17 and nearly died in the sanatorium. If it haven't been for my Dad’s visits in the war when he was on leave she would have probably died but survived and lived until 1996 a year after my Dad died.