|My grandmother and my father (left)|
We hear people arriving for early Church from the Church Cottage bedroom and we zoom out of our pyjamas and brush our hair and whizz out just in time! The Church is where Grandpa's mother married his father in 1938, so 80 years ago. We have the photographs; photographs of that time, with the male guests dressed in top hats and their ladies in flowery hats and furs. The bride is so young, 21 which seems so young today and the bridegroom, with his own aeroplane, so dashing and the one gazing at the other. The poor bride was taken on honeymoon in the small aeroplane by her dashing husband and was promptly sick into his boots. She was a mother within a year and then it wasn't long until the war broke out and time together was limited by his postings. Another baby, Grandpa arrives, the war ends and life goes on.
|Your great grandfather. the dashing groom|