1932

My mum, aged 4, and my granny.

They were going tp Canada to visit all my granny's sisters and brothers who had followed her their but chosen to remain when she returned, homesick, to Scotland.

The reason for the visit? Talking to one of my sisters today, we think it was probably to help my granny get over the recent death of her 12-year-old son.

A sad co-incidence, coming across this old passport and thinking about the reason for such an expensive journey, in the week of my colleague's farewell to her daughter.