Wedding Belles

You can imagine my surprise the other day when in amongst the usual utility supplier-switching letters and pizza leaflets pushed through my door was an envelope with a handwritten address on it. I don't often get real post these days, but when I do its usually from someone in my family who mostly live about 200-odd miles away. The handwriting on this one gave it away as being from my grandmother on my Dad's side, Muriel. I saw her last back in February and she was so shocked by how much I reminded her of her first husband (Dad's Dad) John, that she sent some photocopies of her lovely wedding photos to prove it. Both looking pretty glam back in 1954:

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