Susanna and Stephanie are hosting Dia di Bloglandia, an online celebration of the Day of the Dead. I love the idea of the sweet sugar skulls and the marigolds and the things one's loved ones loved when they were alive.
I think what my mother loved best was her family. Here with her mother and brother about 1912. Granny is wearing the most wonderful dress.
Here with Ollie again in a photographer's studio in Southend in England.
Here on her wedding day February 6th 1937 at St. Augustine's church. What a bouquet!
Here on her honeymoon in Eastbourne, taken by a street photographer. Dad looking like George Raft or some gangster and Mum in her camel coat.
There are so many stories, but I won't tell them here. One anecdote only.
Mum once said to her mother, "I'm so glad I didn't live in the day when women had to have accomplishments. I can't sing or sketch or play the piano."
And Granny replied, "But, darling, you could be the most important thing of all: the person who admires what others have done."
I don't know whether I find this funny or sad.
