Snap!!

This is another Post Office photo this time of my great grandmother. She hated being called grandma and insisted on being called Mater (which actually means mother). She has been described to me as the formidable matriarch of the family and was nicknamed by her second husband 'the Duchess of Claremont' (which was the name of the suburb they lived in).

One of my great aunts once borrowed her fur (without asking) for a date and wore it while on a motor bike. It got caught in the wheel and developed some very large holes. So scared about the ramifications, she pushed it to the back of Maters wardrobe. When a few weeks later Mater found it my great aunt insisted that the moths must have got to it saying "that they have been rather large this year" and apparently she believed it!