I have been talking about the Nowell’s a bit lately so I’m sure you’ll not mind if I digress back to my first literary venture ‘a farthing cone’. If you have read it you will know that my mother lived with her Gran and that Gran’s fourth child was Francis Mary (Auntie Daisy) who was married to Alf White. She was a lovely lady with a heart of gold who sang in the Chapel choir. One day My mother was not surprised to see her Gran, very ungraciously reject the the gift Auntie Daisy had brought her. (See page 15 of ‘icecreams’ a trilogy) Gran was still wearing the long black skirts and black bonnet of the 1890’s. Auntie Daisy had been up to Oxford Street, in London and bought her mother some lovely new clothes, suitable for wearing in 1924. Gran was not impressed at all. Apparently Gran looked lovely in them and everyone waited with baited breath to see if she would wear them to Chapel the next Sunday……???
I often think twice when I am prompted to do something for someone. I need to make doubly sure that I am not just assuming they want what I have to offer. I certainly would hate to interfere, make them feel uncomfortable or diminish them in some way. If I’m still not sure I will send up a quick prayer. Auntie Daisy had bought her mother a most generous gift but it was Gran who did the assuming, she thought that Auntie was trying to change her. Auntie Daisy’s grandson came to visit us in Ballarat in 2009. This Photo shows Colin and his lovely wife Maureen at Sovereign Hill Gold Mining Museum. Left to right. Doug, Colin, Me and Maureen.