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Posted March 6th, 2011o’briens at the seaside
Posted August 31st, 2010
My uncle Jack just sent me some old photographs after I pestered him nonstop for a couple of months. Here are my grandparents and some of my aunts and uncles at the beach…Whitley Bay, maybe.
It must be after the war because aunty Cate is there. She was born after grandad was released as a prisoner of war in Italy.
from left to right: uncle Michael, aunty Margaret, grandad, aunty Cate, gran, uncle Peter. The only one missing is my mum – she was older and was probably at work…or maybe taking the photo.
Note especially the lovely cardigan gran is wearing and Peter’s fair-isle vest, both made undoubtedly, by gran.
mum’s here
Posted August 16th, 2010
Not thinking about work right now ‘cos my mum’s here. We are both sitting on the deck reading the same book and trying to avoid being scorched by the burning rays. 94 in the shade yesterday.
O’Brien sisters
Posted June 28th, 2010
Here are two of the three fabulous O’Brien sisters.
O’Brien sister number one is my mum, Patricia looking pretty foxy in her tuck stitch sweater, stirrup pants and swivel chair.
Next comes Aunty Margaret aka Bridget (not sure why).
Both these photographs were taken by my dad, Pat Sharp – judging by Margaret’s eyebrows – in about 1963.
There is a third sister, Catherine, younger than Mum by 20 years. Cate, I don’t have a picture of you!
Those girls are hell-on wheels when they get together. You might as well sit back and enjoy the show, because you are not going to get a word in edgeways.