Meet Alison. At 93. Registered blind. Quietly spirited. Alive. Very alive. An important presence in the life of so many in need. And perhaps now, provocative to your own soul’s sense of longing.

I first met Alison whilst interviewing Holocaust Survivors in front of a large silent crowd of school children. You could have heard a pin drop.

Pay attention. She may move your sense of a life fully lived. Her quiet and certain presence was somewhere beyond extraordinary. We agreed to meet later. At a quiet nursing home hidden somewhere in the quiet leafy suburbs of North London.