To My Mother On Her Birthday; Her Life in Pictures
Early days with the Cleggs:
Thoroughly Modern Mollie:
Every inch the beautiful debutante:
Professional portraits for her portfolio; the ballet years:
Increasingly more sophisticated (and daring; She hated these ones):
18th September 1937, aged 18, A beautiful bride to Peter Grant, at The Registry Office, Haymarket, Edinburgh:
Hard-up and Happy; Mr & Mrs Peter Grant and Staffie:
A radiantly happy new mum: With daughter Rosemary (RIP) 1941-2011
World War II left Peter Grant a paraplegic, wheelchair bound for the rest of his life. (RIP Peter Grant 10th May 1916 – 23rd April 1980)
We have no way of knowing why the split up; who to ‘blame’, she may well have been unfaithful to him, perhaps she thought he was dead? Whatever happened to them, she moved on, and so did he (he married twice more too!)
Husband number two: Ivan Pawle –
Ivan and Rosemary at London’s Coconut Grove:
Their first child together, nicknamed ‘boy’ and then little sister:
The happy family:
In the mid 1950s her head was turned once more and she moved on to husband
number three; Alastair Hamish Wiland André Fraser Chisholm of Chisholm.
Her favourite flower was the lily of the valley:
Together, they had five children, who grew up in blissful freedom on a farm
in Suffolk, where they were given an idyllic childhood by their adoring parents:
She loved it when the snowdrops were out in time for her birthday:
They grew old together: Mum, Dad, Heidi the dog and Diana the cat!
RIP Dad 5.10.20 – 3.4.97
After dad died, she described him in her diary as the love of her life and
the most exciting dance partner of her life!
Rosemary for remembrance:
Happy Birthday mum. You were the most fascinating, intelligent, knowledgeable and interesting woman I have ever known. And the warmest, kindest, most generous and loving. I will love and miss you always dearest, sweetest mother.
I love this a flashback of your mums life and without a doubt a women very much loved! I think you get your zest for life from her.