Textiles in Fiction: The Gown, by Jennifer Robson

Dances with Wools

The Gown: A Novel of the Royal Wedding

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This novel piqued my interest following the  two recent royal weddings in England, which must have required prodigious feats of planning and organizing. Queen Elizabeth II’s own wedding took place seven decades ago, when she was still a princess and her country was grappling with the myriad deprivations caused by WWII. Discovering that the story was told from the points of view of the embroiderers of the wedding dress clinched the deal, and I raced through this fascinating book, enthralled by the details of the experiences of the ordinary women who created this most important gown. The narrative unfolds in two far apart years and places, London during 1947 and Toronto in 2016.

Norman Hartnell functioned as couturier to the royal family during the 40’s and 50’s, and he and his army of seamstresses and embroiderers would create Elizabeth’s top secret wedding dress, with…

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Postcard – Accra Ghana

Here’s a card of Kwame Nkrumah Avenue in Accra.  It has a Ghana stamp and is postmarked Accra.  It is also postmarked Lagos.  It is addressed to someone in Kentucky U.S.A.  There is a message saying it was missent to Nigeria.  This card travelled a roundabout was to its U.S recipient.  Presumably it got there sometime in late summer or autumn 1965.

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Still Struggling

 

I seem to have no control over the order in which my photos are stored.  So I just can’t find the ones I want.  Nevertheless below are a few images Which I found quite randomly.

Ihb_31.62  This looks like a Hopper painting Tables for Ladies

Complete ensemble with overgown open to show undergown bodice - side front view   Royal fashion? Elizabethan?

rooster  One of my handsome neighbors

 

Today’s Date

I;ve been thinking about today;s date with a mixture of joy, sadness, and remembrance.  Today June 26 = the last day of school here in Seattle, our oldest grandchild’s 19th birthday, and the date my brother died back in 1992.

I was living in Kenya back in 1992 and when the  sad news reached me, I made arrangements to fly from Nairobi to Boston, and then proceed to New Hampshire and then Rutland  Vermont for the funeral.

2018_06_30_15_58_41.pdf045 Here’s a picture of my brother in the 1950’s – he’s with our dog Duchess on Hill’s Pond in New Hampshire.  Lots of nice memories there!