My cousin L has just scanned and emailed a photograph of me, with my second eldest sister and Jack, my Dad. It's a photograph I've never seen before and I'm thrilled to see it. I'm straining to see Jack. He's slightly in the background and slightly out of focus, but I'm excited because I think I can make out that he's smiling and I've never seen him smile a proper smile before. My cousin assures me that the actual photograph is clearer and she'll keep it out for me and see what else she can find in the archives. It's a wonder. Is Jack really smiling? In my company? I, on the other hand, look like I'm chewing a wasp. My cousin, (and God Mother, therefore... she is biased,) assures me that I was the most beautiful baby and that the photo really doesn't do me justice as I'm squinting in the sunlight. Spoken like a true God Mother, and all I can say is, I must have been squinting in sunlight in all of my baby photos.
It's a lovely photograph even if I do look like a grumpy, sumo wrestler in training, baby. I can't wait to see the original.
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