The bride

I was really hoping to find out a little about the lace on this costume. It was traditional where I live and the young lady wearing it so proudly is to be married. I don’t know whether she and her female relatives would have made the lace or bought it for the occasion.

Click on the image to get a better view of the lace.

Dear Daddy

Thursday 22nd March
Dear Papa,

I am being good but I never pull the chain when I go to the toilet. I’m making a….. for baby. I do three rows at the front and back. I’m still enjoying myself and thank you for the pictures.

A big kiss,

Jacqueline

I received your letter – no I didn’t win, yes she’s well, no I don’t let Sabine use the racquet, yes I say them every evening, yes she is good , yes she has some hair.

Smile!

I think that I’ve probably said this before. Looking at the postcards that pass through my hands I’m always pleased to see the children. All posing for the man with the camera. It must have been a special occasion for them which they probably remembered for the rest of their lives. We take so much for granted. Imagine how they would have laughed if we told them photographs would one day taken with a telephone!

We acquired a new album from an (real) auction. I’m already piecing together the story of the family that owned it. I’ve concluded that the couple were married not long after the First World War. Madame X could have been a widow with a daughter called Alice as Alice has a different family name. Perhaps Alice’s father was killed during WW1?

The master of the house worked for an insurance company and was later promoted to a post in Paris as head of department. Most of their postcard sending friends had the annoying habit of sending the postcards in envelopes and not marking the year if they dated the cards at all. The family however, carefully collected their postcards and put them into an album so that they are still in very good condition.

The bridge you see on this postcard was built by the Romans and is still there today