Evenin' all, and apologies for the two weeks of radio silence. I'm well aware I promised a post a week at the least and I must admit I'm beginning to get a bit frustrated that I can't find the time to write something at the weekend. However I am but one man and there are only so many hours in the day; hopefully things will start to fall into place and a posting pattern will start to work out before too long. Of course, it helps if I have interesting news of a vintage flavour to blog about...Speaking of starting work my endeavours in that department continue to go well, much to my delight after so many years of health and employment struggles. The downside, of course, is that I get to spend less here and on other blogs but this new place has a very generous IT policy so once I've settled right down and got my six months "probation" behind me you might even find the odd post appearing at lunchtime(!).
I had planned to do a post around about my birthday on the 19th August featuring the usual present haul and jollity but sadly this wasn't to be. Presents (and, indeed, my birthday itself really) became the last thing on my mind because heartbreakingly my grandmother - my last surviving grandparent, an ever-present part of all the family's lives for generations and the last direct link to an era I find so enthralling - passed away peacefully in hospital on the 21st at the age of 87 after gamely fighting for three weeks against pneumonia (not to mention a litany of other ailments built up over the years), as stoically as she had always done against adversity throughout her life. So you can imagine we as a family were preoccupied with that over anything else. I hope to do a proper commemorative post about Nan in the near future, since she was a young woman in the 1940s & '50s; there are pictures of her in those times that I had never seen before that I know many of you will appreciate and that I'd like to show you. Here's a taster (badly copied here I'm afraid, a scan of a scan but it will appear again better later on):
I hope to return to happier things with the publication of the next couple of posts, which should feature certain aspects of belated and potential birthday presents. Not to mention a celebration of my Nan's [early] life in 1940s London.
Thanks for sticking with me here at Eclectic Ephemera during this transitional period and rest assured, I'm going nowhere and still enjoying reading all your blogs!
I am so sorry to hear about your Nan, Bruse. I bet she had some great stories about London in that period.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mim. I hope to have one or two as part of the tribute post I have planned, although she was very reticent about the war years (as so many were!).
ReplyDeleteI am so very sorry, that must be very painful for you. I adored my Grandmother, but I lost her when I was ten. I still feel that stab of pain every time I think of her.
ReplyDeleteAnd as you say, it was a real link with a bygone age.