I was in the garage this afternoon looking through some books which I have in storage and came across the above postcard - I had sent the card to my grandmother in 1993 not long after Nigel, Karl and I had returned from Bangladesh. The postcard informed her of our well-being, of Karl starting a new school and it concludes with me saying 'We think and remember you in our prayers'
Nanna was a very quiet, tiny and unassuming lady but now when I look back at her life Nanna was also quite a formidable woman for her era. Before she entered The Salvation Army Training College to become a Salvation Army Officer (minister) she had trained and worked as a nurse in King Georges Hospital, Ilford and she put both roles (Nurse & Minister) into practice when, alongside my Grandfather, they found themselves in India ministering for The Salvation Army in various hospitals during the 1930's - 1940's.
When my grandfather died at an early age - my Nanna went in charge of various Salvation Army Hostels and Eventide Homes, in the UK, before she retired at the age of 60 in the 1970's. It was at this point that she learnt to drive and had a little green mini with a white roof but not only that Nanna also went and learnt some basic car mechanics!! quite a lady.
I particularly remember my Nanna Partridge as being faithful in prayer and whenever she stayed with us, when I was still living at home, she would rise early so that she could have her morning devotions before the day would commence. After Nanna died my Auntie Margaret gave me Nanna's devotional book 'Streams in the Desert' and inserted in the page of the day that she went into hospital was the postcard that I had sent a few years earlier.
I have been looking for the card for sometime now and knew that it was tucked away somewhere safely!! so how ironic to find it in a book of prayer :) that would have made her smile.