It was a diary from 1979 which was owned by my grandmother.
The book was really small, but she was able to keep a good record of her life throughout.
I was obviously intrigued to see what was written on the day I was born. I was mentioned! I also noted that she wrote about me on the day I came home. I was 'gorgeous'!
There was also a day when my nan played Scrabble with my cousins.
You can see how much of a difference it was between now and then. I noticed a lot of her friends (people who were neighbours when I was growing up) were brought up. The community spirit from those days was shining through those pages as I looked through.
No comments:
Post a Comment