While rummaging around my Dad came upon this tint pocket size hymn book.
There are some that feel to write on the pages of a book is tantamount to sacrilege but I find it rather wonderful that 105 years later I can discover that this battered little leather bound offering was an 'award' presented to my Grandmother by the Sunday School she attended.
It also amused both Dad and I to see scribbled in pencil (probably by one of her two sisters) the word 'suffragette' above her name and the scribe wrote "They did not know you I am sure"
Grinning, my Dad and I remembered that Nana was rather spirited and independent!