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With the prospect of moving lurking large on the horizon, I've started going through my cupboards, sorting through boxes and bags of stuff that I've not touched in years. And in one of those old folders, I found this:

It's a picture of my great-grandparents, Edith and Alf, that I didn't even know I had - the best picture of them I've ever seen, as well, even if it is only a photocopy. How did I not realise I had it? Now that I've found it again, I remember exactly where it came from. Years and years ago, before Mum and I did all our family tree research, there was a big family party for my great-aunt Ivy's 80th birthday. All her surviving siblings came, and one of them brought copies of a few old family photos and was dishing them out left, right and centre. Great-uncle Phillip, I think. Or it might have been Cyril, but I think it was Phillip. So he gave this to me, probably the only time I ever met him, and I put it away without realising what it was. Well, I've found it again now and am very grateful to him!
He also gave me this:

That's Alf and Edith again a bit earlier, in the late 1930s with their 10 surviving children - there are multiple versions of this photo shoot floating around the family, but I love this one because all the kids look so happy and smiley. Also because g-u Phillip wrote all the names on it for me, and put his oldest sister Ivy down as 'Ive', which is cute!
Finding those photos tonight reminded me of that party, celebrating Ivy's 80th birthday with eight of her nine siblings still alive to see it. We lost Ivy just this spring, of course, at the grand old age of 93, and today the youngest sister, Marion, is the only one left, so it's nice to look back on this picture of them all, young and smiling with their lives ahead of them.

It's a picture of my great-grandparents, Edith and Alf, that I didn't even know I had - the best picture of them I've ever seen, as well, even if it is only a photocopy. How did I not realise I had it? Now that I've found it again, I remember exactly where it came from. Years and years ago, before Mum and I did all our family tree research, there was a big family party for my great-aunt Ivy's 80th birthday. All her surviving siblings came, and one of them brought copies of a few old family photos and was dishing them out left, right and centre. Great-uncle Phillip, I think. Or it might have been Cyril, but I think it was Phillip. So he gave this to me, probably the only time I ever met him, and I put it away without realising what it was. Well, I've found it again now and am very grateful to him!
He also gave me this:

That's Alf and Edith again a bit earlier, in the late 1930s with their 10 surviving children - there are multiple versions of this photo shoot floating around the family, but I love this one because all the kids look so happy and smiley. Also because g-u Phillip wrote all the names on it for me, and put his oldest sister Ivy down as 'Ive', which is cute!
Finding those photos tonight reminded me of that party, celebrating Ivy's 80th birthday with eight of her nine siblings still alive to see it. We lost Ivy just this spring, of course, at the grand old age of 93, and today the youngest sister, Marion, is the only one left, so it's nice to look back on this picture of them all, young and smiling with their lives ahead of them.