Uncovering some family photos, I came across some lovely photographs of my grandmother, that I have not seen in years.
We don’t have many photographs as a family, and there are so few of me that it is shocking. I will go to my grave, as almost the faceless entity, mother of 3 adopted children.
My grandmother – how hip and trendy was she. I wish there were lots more photographs. My grandfather took the photograph so I have no idea who she is posing on the bike with. We Scots didn’t all run around in our kilts and sporrans, even in the early 1900’s !!
My mother – now where DID she put that dress??
And last, but not least (I hope) – me, with awful bouffant hair, but I wish I was still as slim as that.
