Mum and Dad

My parents' wedding day, 1953 - Purley, Surrey, England.

Today marks 19 years since my Dad died, and 14 years since my Mum died. Hard to believe it has been so long. Very convenient of them to depart on the same day, five years apart!

I miss them both. My relationship with my mother was difficult, but on this day I like to think of the happy things we did together, like when she taught me to make daisy chains as a child.

My Dad had a fabulous sense of humour and was always my biggest fan. It's hard not to have him around.

I like this photo. From left to right, my paternal grandfather, paternal grandmother, uncle John (Dad's older brother, in back), my parents, my maternal great-grandmother and my maternal grandfather. My mother's Mum died in four years before the wedding and so isn't in the photo.

Here's to my parents. I'm glad they brought me into the world.

PS: My mother made her wedding dress. She was a talented dressmaker and also made MY wedding dress!