Last year I did some posts which had pictures my Grandma sent to me when I was a good deal littler than I am now. There are plenty more to come, it's just that I needed to scan and crop a new batch and I haven't had time. But it's my day off today, so I decided that I should use some of it to add to my collection.
After this week's post about Chair Grandma, you would know that it was Cuckoo Grandma who sent me these picture letters.
You would also know that she was not mentally unbalanced. She just had a Cuckoo Clock. Mind you, in my opinion people who have noisy, chiming clocks of any description have got to be either good sleepers or a little bit nuts.
Sometimes when things were busy, or when there was other interesting stuff that she could send, she wouldn't have to draw at all:
In my last post I was attempting to date the letters. This one has a newspaper clipping with the date on it! We're in May 1976, people! I was 2 years old and my little brother was 2 1/2 months (which explains why he wasn't getting letters yet).
And the chance that I'm not enjoying having to find inspiration for a post today?
... Approximately None!
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