Not My Mum


This picture, a bit of kitsch, has been hanging around in my family homes for donkey's years. It's on my wall opposite my desk and computer.  I imagine that it was given to young girls in Sunday School, to remind them to say their night prayers.

Many years ago my mind/imagination created the myth that the little girl was my Mum  (she had red hair, and the profile somewhat resembles her).

The myth has grown so powerful that when I look at the picture I think "There's Mum as a small child!"




 

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