Rambling Zos

I spent some more time this evening looking at photos.  Some of the few in existence of my grandmother, who died when I was two and whom I don't remember at all.  She was holding my sister as a baby or standing by my grandfather and he was holding her.  It's indistinct and I can't really see what she looked like, but I don't think she was bothered in the least about her appearance.  It was just as well, she had had cancer in her face and and radiation treatment, which I think must have been fairly haphazard at that time (I think it was the 1930s) had destroyed some of the bone, which periodically worked its way out, and she wore a scarf or bandage round her head to hide the damage.  Just a casual knotted piece of material.  It looked quaint, but I don't suppose she cared, from what I have heard of her.

Although I've done a fair amount of reminiscing here over the years, I don't look back much.  My mother told me a lot of stories about her and my father's past, but I don't think I have done as much to my children. It's a bit late to start now, they'd think it was the ramblings of an old woman.  Er...

Anyway, I have succeeded in buying a birthday present for the Sage, which is rather a relief, as his birthday is on Friday.  It is a saucer.  He will love it.  Soon, I must start to think about his party on Saturday.  There will be 21 or 22 of us - though that does include the children, and I don't suppose that Hadrian will take much part in the festivities.  I'm going out tomorrow, but I'd better allow time to do some shopping, and then cook on Friday.  I could have planned ahead really, couldn't I.  Bit late now.