and just wed? Don’t know for certain, but looks like it. From left Bert, Fred, Hilda, Emily Jane, Ivy.

I remember my father’s suit, lasted well into the 50’s, but then his father was a tailor! Snazzy with the herringbone pattern. I have a feeling that Fred was married in the depth of the blitz, around ‘41 as all the family went to the wedding at Basingstoke, and it was a long, bleak and frightening disrupted train journey in the blackout, with bombing surrounding the train. The photo is taken by Edna I think, she and my Mother had a heart to heart with her Mother who decided she had to attend the wedding – no matter the war, as a result, the sisters said she would attend!

I think this is one of the first outings by my newly disfigured Father, writes Harry. Damaged by a bomb in 1940, both Fred and Grandmother eyes (no pun) my Father as if curiosity has overtaken them.