That was Mum. It was also Dad, if you can imagine the mirror image of that article. My brother and I? Temporary boarders, tolerated and occasionally celebrated. We had an expiry date that matched our 16th birthdays because Dad left home at 16 and considered it a fit age for a man to be on his own. Or in the Army.

Were they both still alive, Mum and Dad would be celebrating 68 years of marriage this Sunday. Saturday would have been Dad's 96th birthday -- I'll lift a small toast in his honour in the little sake cup he brought back from his travels on the service during the "late unpleasantness."

I *have* shown that to my wife. She of Clan Comyn fixed me with a basilisk glare and announced that I was unprintably welcome to cook my own unprintable supper.

:ootd: