My ‘Mamgu’ (c.1880 - 1969)
By Rhiannonw
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(pronounced Mam-ggy as in 'eggy', South-Wales word for Grandmother,
meaning ‘dear mother’)
Lived up the long hill from the town,
half-way up the little mountain.,
by the cemetery – her husband had been the stonemason.
In fun called their house ‘Llys Marmor’ (Marble Palace)
(marble worked there for gravestones!)
Stocky, hair turned in around the crown, not wholly grey,
loving but stubborn.
Her gentle husband said, I think, that
arguing with her was like the hind leg of a dog
(logic seemed bent?)
Came to live with us (had been a widow for some years)
– winters only at first –
as friends couldn’t make the long trek up much more,
and the cleaning lady felt she could earn more ‘up the factory’.
One of my favourite tales from my mother –
her relationship not easy with her mother,
but so touched on her wedding
to have handed to her a passbook
containing all the money
she had paid her mother for her ‘keep’
while living at home awhile,
in teaching job, before her marriage.
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What a lovely tribute,
What a lovely tribute, Rhiannon, and that's a great photograph. Lots of humour, and love, and a real pleasure to read.
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A wonderful pen portrait -
A wonderful pen portrait - thank you!
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How interesting Rhiannon. She
How interesting Rhiannon. She sounded like such a plucky woman with a big heart.
Well described poem.
Jenny.
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Teaching is a family
Teaching is a family tradition for you? She does look very determined and good humoured, like one of those toys that keep bouncing back upright. That's lovely that she saved all the money your Mum gave her, as I expect things must have been difficult and it would have come in handy, but a huge boost for your Mum when she gave it back, with all the things you need when setting up home. Your family ties are so strong, all through generations you look after each other
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