We borrowed a book from the library about Accrington.
It had a lot of pictures in. One picture was taken in Accrington in 1952 at a procession for the Queen's coronation. It was on the back cover of the book.
My mum was shocked to see herself on it, she was only 3 at the time, standing there in her best frock next to her best friend (who is still her best friend today.

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It was a lovely photo.
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Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs, cackling and telling me
'You'll be next.' They stopped when I started doing the same to them at funerals.