My Nana

I have thought a lot about my Nana during the past few weeks.  Her birthday would have been earlier this month and she passed away in 1991 - the same year No 2 son was born.

She lived with us from the Seventies and helped my Mum out a lot, in all sorts of ways.

I needed to sew the pocket up in a pair of trousers today and she came to mind again - an excellent seamstress and milliner.  How I wish I could have chatted to her today about the best way to mend them!  

Thanks Nana.