For my birthday on the 16th, my lovely cousin Sue sent me an e-card that contained an old photo of us together.
She suspects it was taken in a very early type of ‘Photo Booth’. I look to be around six years of age, making her almost eight at the time.
That dates it to sometime in 1958. But looking at it now, it looks more like it was taken in 1928. I can only vaguely remember having white-blond, curly hair. Sue and I lived in the same house, her mum was my mum’s older sister, Auntie Edie. We remained very close throughout our lives, and still are today.
I am sometimes criticised for excessive nostalgia, but I freely admit that I adore this old photo.