Just before Easter, my parents came to stay for a few days. I needed help with the kids during the holidays and they were desperate to see their grandchildren. They’re in Toulouse, you see. It was truly a lovely time for everyone, just something that doesn’t happen often enough. Papa Jean also said he’d scanned in all the family photos and had them on a USB stick for me. We only managed to download the lot at the very last minute of the very last day, and I didn’t have a chance to look at what I had – partly expecting that I knew them all. I was very very wrong. What I starting discovering over the past couple of days is a cornucopia of amazing photos going back to the early 20th century. There are also a lot of pictures from my childhood, and a number of stunning ones too. This one is of my auntie Annie, who lives in Bristol – again, we really don’t see each other enough.
She’s on my mind for many reasons at the moment, but one of them is that she has just received la Legion d’honneur from the French government (basically the highest honour anyone can get), which probably makes her the most prominent French Grande Dame in Bristol!
I loved this picture so much that it made me want to create my own modest homage to this wonderful, kind and very clever woman.
In our family, she was the first to move to the UK a few decades ago, I followed suit 20 years ago, I’ve already warned my brother that his daughter was bound to succumb as well….