Here is a photograph of my grandmother, showing what a beautiful woman she was. What an amazing dress and hat, and even a parasol to finish off the superb attire. I never knew my grandmother as I was not born until October 1949 and she died in June 1951. I would not have seen much of her as she was very ill in her last few years, and I would have been to young to remember her, however I do remember my grandad.

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