My Great Grandmother in 1934

It just goes to show how family resemblances can persist - I think both Cissy and I look very much like her, Cissy more so because of the colouring. It was 1934, so I think she would have been in her sixties.

My mother said she was a cranky old thing who only ever read her Bible, but then she had a lot to contend with, and her story is the seminal one of who we are as a family, and reads like Catherine Cookson.