I recall being a bridesmaid. In dress and and pretty shoes. Having been told I had to carry a posy I promptly gave it to the vicar. The photo of me shrugging my shoulders made you laugh, and me too as I grew older, the confetti made me itch and I was trying to get it off me. If we could go back in time for a look see at the past I would spend much time looking at our lives together dear Barby. Miss you darling sister. Missing you a lot.