THE SUMMER OF '76

A real emergency blip after a day of feeling rotten - but by now (7pm), beginning to feel somewhat more human. This is the first photo I picked out of my box-for-sorting and it's Mum and me at my sister's wedding during that long, hot, parched summer. Mum was 47, I was 24 and my sister was 21. There was a tedious scattering of old aunties who told me off for "allowing" my younger sister to marry before I did (I wasn't allowed to tell them that I was "living in sin" with my boyfriend). Anyway, the sunny flowing Laura Ashley days...