This week's Sepia Saturday prompt featured a young Danish couple from the 1940's or early 50's. The suggested theme was romance, and because I'm too idle to think of anything better, I offer this.........
These are my parents, and this picture was taken on their engagement. Unfortunately, I cannot tell you the date, I can only guess that it's from late 1955 or '56. This was taken outside my mum's home at the time; a tied cottage that went with my grandfather's job. Funnily enough, I was there only yesterday!
They were chalk and cheese in many ways. My mother was of Irish descent, an outgoing, sociable person and although you cannot see from the photo, she was a redhead with a temper to match! My father couldn't have been more different, a thoughtful, even tempered man, who kept himself to himself, and had no real desire to mix socially outside the family.
And this is their wedding day..........
They were married at St Pancras Church, Lewes, East Sussex on the 6th July 1957. Looking at this, I'm immediately struck by how young they look. My father would have been six weeks short of his twenty-third birthday, and my mother was six months older than him. It's a little odd seeing your parents at that age; you always see them as being much older than you! My father had already seen a little bit of life; by this time he'd done two years National Service, mostly spent in Germany. My mother had moved a lot up to this time; she once told me that she'd moved eighteen times by the time she was twenty-one! I expect she was more than ready to settle down!
This picture marks their silver wedding anniversary. Apart from them, this picture includes their three children (I'm at the back, behind my dad), and my grandparents. That is, my father's father and my mother's mother! My grandad is the same one that used to dress up as a cowboy! Oh, and you may have noticed the obligatory dog, in this case a German Shepherd called Sable. She was always my mum's favourite, and it would never have occurred to her to leave Sable out of the picture.
Unfortunately, they didn't quite make their golden wedding; my mum passed away in January 2005, and my dad was never quite the same without her.
I don't expect this is everyone's idea of romance (he wasn't Richard Burton, and she wasn't Elizabeth Taylor), but it was enough for them. And that's pretty much all anybody can ask.
This is a Sepia Saturday post.