My mum is moving house. Which means going through several square miles of what we laughingly labelled on our boxes as ‘memorabilia’. Memorabilia, it turns out, can be anything from year seven maths books to divorce papers. All of which I have filed in the box named ‘the dump’.
These pictures, however, deserve a little online legacy. They are the paintings my mum did of her and Bill, for their wedding invitations.
They make me happy because at one point, however fleetingly, their marriage seemed like a thoroughly fun idea.
Nell Frizzell
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