My grandmother Alice, my dad and my grandfather. 1930. Union Street, near Castlegate, Aberdeen, Scotland. This was taken by a street photographer. They would snap random pictures of passersby and hand them a card with info on where to pick up the photo (for a price)
My mum is moving and I came across a treasure trove of photos. Will be scanning them and sharing here, I am sure. I wonder who the dour faced little girl is in the foreground. I have a picture very similar to this one taken on the same street, many many years later, walking with my grandmother when I was a little girl. I remember the photographer sort of jumping out and snapping! This picture also makes me sad and mystified. That beautiful wee little boy died in my arms as an old man. Hard to wrap my head around this stuff sometimes. Photos are magic.