This weeks Sepia Saturday call features two ladies at Atlantic City beach. I had a trawl through my old photos, and came up with this one. Unless you live in the UK, you've no idea how hard it is to find a picture of a sandy beach!
This was taken in Wales in 1962. The couple on the right hand side of the picture, are my parents. I'm leaning against my Dad's knee with a dozy look on my face! Unfortunately, I can't remember what I'm looking at, but it's not the camera. If we assume this was taken sometime in the summer, I'd have been just over two years old.
The lady sat next to my mum is my Auntie Sylvia. She's actually my mum's cousin; apparently they spent a lot of time together when they were growing up. She has her youngest son Lawrence, on her knee. Her older boys, David and Richard are behind her.
The lady at the back, is my Auntie Sylvia's mother; I knew her as Auntie Biddy, if you've been paying attention you'll realise that she was my great-aunt. She was a formidable lady; I quickly learned that you upset her at your peril! I remember her spending an afternoon picking strawberries, only to be refused entry on to the bus when she tried to go home. The bus driver, apparently, was treated to a piece of her mind!
Auntie Biddy had a son Russell. He's not in the picture as he died before I was born. Mary, his wife and Russelle, their daughter, are on the left hand side of the picture.
Apart from my parents, the others are from the Welsh side of the family. They lived near Mumbles on the Gower coast, a very pretty part of the world. There are two sandy beaches within easy walking distance, and I imagine this picture was taken at one of them.
This is a Sepia Saturday post.