I found this photograph in my old wooden trunk – I’m Ethel and that’s me with black hair, on my right is baby Laura and on my left is the blond Helen.
It was Granny’s birthday and she wanted our photograph taken.
We all had to put our best clothes, walked to the studio and stayed still for the photograph which took forever.
Granny passed away two years after that, my father went to war and was killed in action.
My mother took care of us – it was a tough time.
Fifty years later, I’m now married to George with three children, Helen works as a nurse and Laura works in a publishing house – both still single.