Here is a picture of my grandmother Grace with the only child she gave birth to. It really is from another era isn’t it? I’m guessing around 1918. All the kindness of my Nana, as I called her, is here in this old-fashioned frame.
I took it from my mum’s house when she died. She loved it too, but the baby in the picture is not my mum. The baby is Bobby, m…
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