Earlier in the week, we received the news that James’ nan had died. Great Nan, as the children liked to tell anyone who would listen, was 101 years old “and when she is 102 we are going to call her and sing happy birthday to you, you’re 102, you look like a monkey, and you smell like one too!”
Sadly, they will never have the opportunity to make that call, though I am sure we will celebrate the day when it arrives in August, taking time to remember a remarkable lady who meant ever such a lot to her grandson and his children.
My Sunday Photo this week is a throwback to the last time Great Nan visited us by the sea a couple of years ago. It was the first time the boy met his great grandmother (one of only two meetings for him) but it is this photograph that is my favourite. Three different generations of the same family comparing bracelets. Miss J wears the same bracelet to this day – we came close to removing it recently after a request by her gymnastics teacher, but we stood our ground and I am pleased that we did.
My only wish right now is for my daughter to remember the time she spent with Great Nan for many years to come. I think the boy is just too young, but for Miss J there is a good chance of a lasting memory.