I remember hearing that joke as a child; ‘there’s always been women in my side of the family – I come from a long line of mothers and daughters’ and sitting for ages trying to work it out, thinking ‘well so do I’.
The female side of my family – the mothers and daughters, and I can only go back two generations above myself, both of whom are still alive – is the one I identify with the least really, I feel far more affinity and connection with my Dad’s side of the family – The Davies’. But every so often I find myself cuddled up with Scarlett showing her something or doing something together or sharing something and making new memories and get a flashback to having done it with my Mum as a small girl.
This morning it was eating peaches on toast. My Mum’s always eaten them in late spring / early summer when peaches are first in the shops; Dad and Frazer wouldn’t even try it but I used to love it. This morning Scarlett and I sat eating them with peach juice dripping down to our elbows and toast crumbs on our chins while Ady and Davies looked at us like we were loons – wonder if 20-odd years from now she’ll be sitting with her own daughter doing the same thing?
Made me cry.