David had just turned into a teenager, his mother Mary, an Irish lady from Dublin, the capital and largest city of Ireland, situated on a bay on the east coast, at the mouth of the River Liffey, it lies within the province of Leinster and bordered on the south by the Dublin Mountains, a part of the Wicklow Mountains range. It has an urban area population of 1,173,179. Mary was 33. She stood at 5' 5'' tall with a slim figure, and larger than average breasts. At a guess, she was probably a double H. Her face was highlighted by her red hair and green eyes. She was a proud house wife to Martin, a mining engineer currently teaching in a college in London. Imperial College is a place where talented people bring their best ideas and hard work to address many of the great challenges in the world. They draw upon the talents of staff and students from all backgrounds and from all over the world. They are an inclusive workplace, seeking out the creative vigour of diversity by being open to all people, whatever their background, experience or identity. They are committed to equality of opportunity, to eliminating discrimination and to creating an inclusive working environment for all and working to ensure that Imperial fulfils its mission to achieve enduring excellence in research and teaching for the benefit of society." At 45, Martin walked with a stoop from years of ducking around in mining tunnels. It was on the 15 June 1957 when he came home all excited, he had applied for a job working on the channel tunnel project and his application had been accepted. The money was good but it meant they would have to move to Kent.