So, we've had the 1940s, the 1950s, don't quite know what happened to the 1960s, I'll have to check the family archive. But, here are few photographs of me (narcissist, eh?), my mum and aunt from the 1970s.
Me aged 4 months.
Groovy buggy and sunshade.
I'm just glad that this photograph exists, for oh so many reasons.
I see Iris here.
All my clothes were made by my Nan-Nan. I WISH I still had all of them (just what happens to these things? do you think it's still out there somewhere? I don't know what my mother was thinking!), but in particular this yellow deer cardigan.
This concludes the peek into my family and our past, well, until I find the 1960s of course.