Taken around 1939, my mother displays a brace of rabbits which dad had just brought in. In a few minutes she'll have them skinned, cut up and put into a large soup pot with a variety of vegetables – carrots, turnip, celery, parsley and tatties.
My mother was a very hard worker and could set a table fit for a king. Her brother John registered her for school and made her one year older than she really was. That was so she would be able to get home and start work instead of attending school. She was a housekeeper as well as a personal maid. She served in a home in Saltcoats when she was a teen.
It's only fitting that A would put this picture up as he is the one who said "There's the place where dad used to hunt rabbits" at least a hundred times as we went through the roundabout outside of Stevenston. Glad to see the blog is going again! Keep up the great posts!
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