Gaynor Evans spent the Easter of 1972 with her children, Mark, seven, and Joanna, four, and her husband Russell, a lecturer at Swansea University. The family lived in a modern detached four-bed home on the Mumbles coast, where she was pretty content with her lot.
She had, after all, just bought a second family car, and most of her spare cash, earned from her part-time job at a nearby hospital, went on fashionable new clothes. At that time, rather as now, velvet trouser suits were in vogue.
