I am posting a photo today though; one of my Mama, because today is her birthday.
She was born in 1932 and as children we found it really funny that in 1984 our mama was celebrating her 14th birthday!
She died in 1985 when I was 9. I don’t have many memories of her but I do know her family meant the world to her. We all felt truly loved and always looked forward to visiting her and Granddad.
One of the few memories I have and can still picture in my mind, is of her walking back from the shops with a packet of best butter (best butter being Lurpack), putting it in the butter dish, then on to the hearth to speed the softening process!
I also remember her giving us tinned fruit with bread and butter and back then it was normal to dip the bread into the fruit juice.Don’t know if I could bring myself to do it now!
Happy Birthday Mama. We all love and miss you xx