My very pretty mother who helped me sew. Thanks, Mum.
You can tell that she'd stopped talking in order to be photographed. If she'd been talking her hands would be flying around, not folded neatly in front of her.
Mum and I wearing the results of our labours.
The chance that Mum would let me steal her skirt to add to my wardrobe?
... Approximately None!
But that's probably okay, given that you can almost certainly guess the chances of it fitting me!