My mum’s parents on their wedding day in 1946.
Some long time ago, I was inspired by my friend Eileen at Bearshapedsphere (hi Eileen!) to blog some pictures of my mum’s parents, who lived nearby and whose photos we inherited, for their “snazzy outfits.” My wedding dress post reminded me that I scanned some photos for that post, but never got round to writing it.
Fun in the sun
My maternal grandfather, Sydney, died two weeks ago after a long illness – I was lucky to be at able to see him at Christmas and say goodbye to him. He was my last surviving grandparent, all four of whom have died while I’ve been living abroad. Sometimes it is hard, this expat thing.
On the promenade
Issy has written before about our wonderful maternal grandmother and her time as a Land Girl, in a post which brought me to tears just looking for the page to link to. My grandparents lived very adventurous and cheerful lives, had the kind of happy marriage not often seen, and brought joy to many people.
A double date
Snazzy outfits, yes – some of which I inherited. A love of musicals, buffets, storytelling, and whisky and lemonade, which I know I inherited. And a splendid kindness, love of life, and generosity of spirit, which I hope I inherited. Tatty bye, Nanny and Siddy.
Me, my mum, and my grandparents in Brittany.
Next week I promise you will see less emotion around here, and more outfits. Some of them may even be snazzy.
