It’s a quick blog tonight as I am going on one last Charlie cat hunt (he’s not back, obviously). I’ll get back to complete daftness shortly – honest.
I’m a bit behind with things, but I thought the Jubilee couldn’t go unnoticed here. So here we have:
The now almost infamous telephone box:
Duckingham palace on one of the local village ponds:
And my favourite. From the coronation in 1953:
My mum is the really cute one at the front with a swimming hat and ball (I asked – she said she was ‘a swimmer’. I stopped asking at that point) and the girl standing at the back on the right is my aunt. It would seem she was…a bishop! Ah well, whatever they were attempting to depict, it’s still my favourite :o)