My Mother

This was taken in 1946.  A photo I love of a peaceful indoor scene.  She died in 2002 on this day.  As we sat by her, after she died, Ro and I could hear fireworks going off just as I can now!

This morning  we managed to get the girls up, feed them and do their hair - plaits for one and bunches for the other and get them to school on time.  A rest and we went shopping for amongst other things a night light for the youngest.  She used to sleep in the dark but now insists on a light!!   Ro has caught my cold and is feeling a bit down.

I hope you're all enjoying your fireworks or just looking out of the window at other peoples'.