The first was my mother, Joy. She certainly lived up to her name, and even when she was in her eighties she managed to enjoy life to the full. We took her to New England for her 80th birthday treat, as I knew it had long been a dream of hers to go there. My family emigrated to Canada when I was a child, and my mother had caught her first glimpse of New England from the ship. She had always wanted to go there and achieved her wish over fifty years later!
|Mum enjoying herself on the Cape Cod ferry|
Mum had a good sense of humour and was the life and soul of any party that she went to. As a child, I cannot remember ever hearing her complain, though as an adult I found out that she hadn't always had an easy life. She enjoyed sport and was very proud of being the oldest member of her badminton club, and the fact that she was still playing in her eighties. I remember foolishly suggesting that she should get herself a shopping trolley. "Don't be ridiculous! They're for old people!" retorted my mother, who was over eighty at the time. My children used to say that they had two very different grandmothers: one normal one and Gran.
|Beryl sharing a joke with me and my daughter|
Two amazing, inspiring women: do you know of any inspirational women? Please leave your comments below.