|Jo & me then|
My sister Jo (Josephine) had moved with her husband to London to start a business Mum going later to live with them. We had a small family just me and my sister, almost 5 years apart in age. We were close at times during our younger lives, me being the oldest, responsible for taking Jo to the library or the odd shopping for errands. My job was to get across the road safely at the Belisha Beacons and get us both home in one piece.
However I did let Mum down once by leaving my sister at the park! I had to run all the way back to find her, luckily she was train spotting and wasn't too worried about my absence.
Occasionally, one of our special treats, usually on a Sunday, Mum would give us the left over bits of pastry, we rolled it out so many time it became a disgusting grayish colour, she wouldn't blink an eye would put strawberry jam on and cook it!
All this would play a big part in our adulthood.
The three thousand mile distance between us, didn't make too much difference to me at the time we corresponded spasmodically, a few quick visits across the pond, both of us getting on with our lives and bringing up kids, the time really flashed by.
Then after a trip back in 2009 due to the death of our father I spent 7 incredible weeks alone with my sister. I think we never stopped talking except to sleep or eat. The most cathartic and pleasurable thing that could have happened to two sisters. Best of all we have found that we have so much in common and have become not only sisters but best friends.
|Jo & me now|
Mum had been what they called “in service” for an old established family and worked her way up to cook where she had the best of ingredients to work with. Good Old Mrs Beaton and her famous cook book still tucked away in a cupboard, she was Mothers mentor along with the Daily Telegraph Tome 'Everything Within'. “that is all you need” she said! I guess that's how mothers were back then.
Both of us now understand her influence. she gave us the fun and the joy of cooking, baking and good food luckily we were able to follow in her footsteps, in a small way.
And now, not too late, we both understand exactly what she was all about.