Congratulations to Sepia Saturday 200th edition, and a special thank you to all those administrators who keep it running so smoothly.
I am sorry I have been away for the summer. I bought 3 packets of tomato seeds and got 33 seeds. With love and care each seed produced a beautiful plant, but the sheer attention to these plants has kept me in the garden and away from any blogging. Today as I write the clocks have gone back, a storm is brewing in the Atlantic, and the last tomato has to be picked. So maybe I will be back blogging soon....who knows?
It was hard to chose my favourite blog, so I just chose the one with the most comments, and it has some of my favourite sepia family photos. It also starts with the tones of the coming winter, and include some of my sillier ideas !!
|My treasured first edition.|
The book is very well known, and I will be surprised if I am the only one this week to have recognised Jerzy Fröwn, discretely standing there. His subtle choice of black on a snowy day is reflective of his early days training in the Czech navy, and quite possibly explains why he was fatally shot. [See 3rd line of page 2].
It was an unfortunate start to de-coding the message from Q his cell had received the day before, S370HSSV-0773H. He he never did realise he was reading it upside down.
But............... I know readers really want to know about my Granny Aspdin and English winters, so here she is in the 1930s in an era when we had genuine weather in Derby, and when water froze, those awful days before we finally succeeded in our quest to warm Earth sufficiently to stop us East-Midlanders having anything more than mud, fog and grey skies in winter.
|The nee Slater girls, Granny-Evelyn Aspdin right and|
sister Beatrix Smith left. The Mundy Paddling Pool,
Markeaton Park, Derby, circa 1930, and today, below.
Granny Aspdin had married my grandfather Bertie Aspdin in 1914.
|The "going away"....|
|....Vernon Street, Derby, 1914....woops !|
They must have had the wedding reception here at home, the family home where I now live, as photo evidence shows it did not entirely go without a hitch when they came to leave. Granny had a good life and lived into her 80s, but she always seemed jinxed on such occasions by unreliable transport. I remember that after the church funeral in 1966 all my family climbed into the big black limousine provided by the undertakers, only to find that the battery was flat. With my father telling me to get out and help push ( I refused out of embarrassment as a 16 year old) all the mourners put their shoulders behind the limo' for a jump start. A smooth purr later from the Rolls Royce engine and off we went, following Granny in the hearse to the crematorium.
|(Photo 1904) Granny Aspdin's father William Slater had built the house in|
1895 for his family, below....
|William Slater's children, Beatrix, the youngest and Evelyn (lower seated),|
with Alice, William and Harry. Can you recognise Evelyn and Beatrix
on the skating photo? Circa 1891
My great-grandfather William Slater with skating daughters Evelyn
(left) and Beatrix, outside the kitchen door. Circa 1899
Me with my daughters, Alice (left) and Fiona, same pose,same place,
just over 100 years later ! 2003.
Oh!...its Alice's 20th birthday Tuesday, I think I will post this early, she's away at University and I need to send her a card, this post can be her card, that will save a couple of quid.
Happy Birthday AL !!
Love Daddy xxxxxxxxxxxxx
I scanned an image from page 2 of the book for you.