Aunt Lizzie...

...was the older sister of my grandmother.    She married George McRae who was a hard working baker in his little shop in Dumfries.   They eventually moved, first of all to Blackpool and then to Yorkshire.

Every year they would come to visit Dumfries and stay with us for a week or so.   It really had the feeling of a royal pilgrimage.   The arrival (and departure) looked forward to greatly.

This photo must have been taken around the First World War time.   She looks very stylish.  Compare and contrast with her poor brother, Willie, who was otherwise engaged.