Mothers’ Day high tea

This is my mother June. She was guest of honour at our Mothers' Day high tea yesterday.

This is my mother June. She was guest of honour at our Mothers’ Day high tea yesterday.

June is nearly 87. She was a feminist before feminism was fashionable. She was insistent that I should be the first female on either side of our family to attend university because she saw having an education as offering choices. She has strong views, many of which are formed from listening to 1YA. (The radio station hasn’t been called 1YA officially for years, but that’s beside the point.) She researches topics and presents papers for her colleagues at U3A – the University of the Third Age. She is a generous hostess, who insists on putting food in front of anyone who visits.

June’s thinking is challenging and frequently ahead of her time. She was a Playcentre mother when the Playcentre movement was still considered somewhat suspect by her more conservative friends. They were sure that we would all turn out to be quite undisciplined because we were children who were offered choices – “freedom within boundaries”. Family comes first. My son turned up at her place unexpectedly and unkempt and covered in paint from his work – and June asked her guests at the smart luncheon party she was hosting to move over and make room for him to join them.  He has a voracious appetite, but June found a way to stretch the meal.

June has four children, six grandchildren and six great-grandchildren – all very different people. However, there’s a distinctive bit of June in every one of us. Yesterday, we celebrated Mothers’ Day at the apartment of June’s second granddaughter (and my daughter) Victoria.

I made chicken, herb and pistachio sandwiches, which were popular. I should have made  more, as we ran out. Victoria's bowls of macadamia and cashew nuts and red grapes were  popular, too. In the background is a coffee set that my father brought back from Amsterdam over 50 years ago. No floral Royal Doulton for June. The coffee set still looks contemporary!

I made chicken, herb and pistachio sandwiches, which were popular. I should have made more, as we ran out. Victoria’s bowls of macadamia and cashew nuts and red grapes were popular, too. In the background is a coffee set that my father brought back from Amsterdam over 50 years ago as a gift for June. No floral Royal Doulton for June. The coffee set still looks contemporary in Victoria’s apartment!

I made boiled fruit cake, scones with jam and cream and my extra-special super rich chocolate brownie topped with cream and raspberries.

I made boiled fruit cake, scones with jam and cream and my extra-special super rich chocolate brownie topped with cream and raspberries. Okay, Ray McVinnie – I know you can’t eat camellias!

While none of my children or grandchildren live near, these glorious flowers from Sarah in the USA brought love and sunshine to our home for Mothers' Day. A Skype with Sarah, Ana and Rafa today brought me even more light and laughter!

While none of my children or grandchildren live near, these glorious flowers from Sarah in the USA brought love and sunshine to our home for Mothers’ Day. A Skype with Sarah, Ana and Rafa today brought even more light and laughter!

 

 

 

 

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6 thoughts on “Mothers’ Day high tea

  1. VJ says:

    Happy Mother’s Day!

  2. Judith Cartwright says:

    Independent thinking clearly breeds independent thinking. That’s a priceless gift! Glad you all had such a happy Mother’s Day – as did our family.

  3. Great photo of June and a lovely story about her. The afternoon tea looks delicious! We would have liked to be there but the Skype chat was almost as good. Happy Mum and Grandmum’s day!

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