Pocket diaries

I’m helping Dad do some sorting of Mums things and got distracted this afternoon when we found a box of all Mums diaries going back to 1952, along with this little book coloured in by her, Please.

She always had a little diary in her handbag for recording appointments and notable things. My birth is recorded in the 1964 one, see extra. She had been told that as a diabetic she might never have children. It was emotional even just seeing her writing again! I put them in order and put them back in the cupboard.