From: Hazel Mawson, Pontefract Road, Ferrybridge, Knottingley.
JUST writing to say that I really enjoy Ian McMillan’s column and it is the first I turn to when getting each Saturday’s The Yorkshire Post.
As I am nearing 80, have been married to the same husband for 57 years and am a great grandmother, I can more than associate with all that he writes.
Last week’s episode made me laugh and brought back a very giggly naughty incident. Back in 1976 when our daughter was due to be married, I went with my mother to York to choose a hat. We took a belt off her dress to match the colour. Well, we ventured into Browns, which was considered a high class shop, a bit out of our league. We approached the millinery department and my mother, in a quiet voice said that she would like to see a hat to match the colour. The assistant, in a very posh voice, said: “Yes, and what shoes will madam be wearing?”
In an equally posh voice, my Mum answered: “Oh, size six, broad fitting.”
Well, I burst out laughing and couldn’t stop giggling every time she tried on a hat. Mum was also trying not to laugh. Needless to say we didn’t buy a hat that day. I laugh now every time I tell the tale. By the way, our homestead always called light bulbs “light globes” too. Keep writing, Ian.