08/05/2025
I thought today would be an appropriate day to remember a special person in my life.
My Graddad Bert.
I had two grandads who fought in the war, my dads dad Fred, who was a Royal Engineer and spent the war fixing tanks and detecting land mines, sadly I never knew him.
And then mums dad, who spent his war in Burma, via Malta and India, on VE Day, while the UK were celebrating he was still in Asia fighting. The war didn’t finish for him until months later.
He never spoke about his time in the war, (as a medical orderly I think must have seen some terrible sights)
just the amazing locals he met, the colours, the sounds and the things they’d make….. and out of nothing much.
He is the person I inherited my creatively from and who is my inspiration. I’m sure he could make anything out of anything and he could draw too. My mum remembers his letters home with the funny cartoons and drawings at the bottom.
I have lots of wonderful memories of wondering down the garden filled with Primroses and Forget-me -nots, to his shed,
where he’d be, always wearing his work apron, making something.
To this day whenever I see Primroses and Forget-me-nots I think of my granddad Bert and his shed filled with…..stuff to make stuff.
He died early in his 70’s due to complications caused by the maleria he caught many times while away in the war, but every time I create my jewellery with primroses or Forget-me-nots I always think of him
and smile.😊
