My memories of my maternal grandmother, who died in 1928 when I was twelve, are of a bright, active old lady generally clothed in black garments of lace, ribbons and velvet. She had a determined nature but usually treated me with kindness. She had a hard life, moving with her husband from Somerset to South […]
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