 Mum
would take us down to the river on beautiful autumn mornings
and lay out a crocheted rug. She would place the wicker picnic
basket in one corner and my brother and sister and I would pile
on after it. My mother knew hundreds of childrens songs and on
these picnics she would serenade us with her beautiful voice
for hours on end. I came from a very musical family. My grandmother
was an opera singer and my grandfather played the grand piano.
Neither of them liked childrens songs much but my mother was
drawn to it at a very young age. She would often sneak off to
her friend’s house and listen to the popular radio shows
which played childrens songs during special shows especially
produced for young people. |
