Monday, October 29, 2012

My Mother


Mrs Hobday. When she died, the village church was packed to overflow with people standing out in the street. A testement to the life she led

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  1. Those who haven't met our Mum will not see how well you have captured her in this portrait. Well done! Her secret smile has its origins in her ability to stoke the embers of conversation and watch as things fired up. The result? Get two Hobday children together and you'll get three opinions..

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