Happy Birthday Nan
Tuesday, April 7th, 2015 10:29 pmToday would have been my nan's 98th birthday. I was reminded of this by Google calendar - I am RUBBISH at remembering birthdays and anniversaries and things, so all the important ones have been saved in some sort of calendar software since the nineties; somehow, although it's several years since Nan died, I can never bear to take her birthday off.
My nan shares her name with a world champion hang glider pilot, apparently. I expect shed find that highly amusing. She was a pretty amazing lady herself, mind, and had a lot of influence on me. She was a formidable intelligence, always reading and debating and learning; she was a pretty talented painter, and I have a couple of her oils (one is a fabulous portrait of my dad); she was also also an awesome cook and keen gardener.
She was a pretty major influence on my politics - although she never told me who she voted for she gave me lots of political books and ideas through the years - including the idea that no book in her house was off-limits (an idea my mum and dad carried forward too - although I suspect some books were placed on very high shelves for a reason ;)).
I guess this blog post is just to say: I miss you. And I wish Holly could have known you better, because you and she would have caused SO MUCH mischief together. And I hope you'd be proud of me, as I am proud to be descended from you.
My nan shares her name with a world champion hang glider pilot, apparently. I expect shed find that highly amusing. She was a pretty amazing lady herself, mind, and had a lot of influence on me. She was a formidable intelligence, always reading and debating and learning; she was a pretty talented painter, and I have a couple of her oils (one is a fabulous portrait of my dad); she was also also an awesome cook and keen gardener.
She was a pretty major influence on my politics - although she never told me who she voted for she gave me lots of political books and ideas through the years - including the idea that no book in her house was off-limits (an idea my mum and dad carried forward too - although I suspect some books were placed on very high shelves for a reason ;)).
I guess this blog post is just to say: I miss you. And I wish Holly could have known you better, because you and she would have caused SO MUCH mischief together. And I hope you'd be proud of me, as I am proud to be descended from you.