Part 3 of 3 In this 3-part series, I’ve written about special jewellery and of family memories so I wanted to finish the series with a photo from my family album. Finally, part 3.

Chatting to Rosie’s reminded me of a piece of jewellery, a gold necklace, given for me by my Hungarian Grandma. Sadly, I too lost it, this time through a break-in many years ago.

My Dad had travelled to England on a European worker, refugee scheme in the late 1940’s. He had to leave behind his family and especially his Mom, who he didn’t see again for another 20+ years. She spoke no English and yet travelled to England on her own to visit us as a family when I was very young. It would be the one and only time.

I haven’t thought about that piece of family jewellery for a few years but chatting to Rosie, I was taken straight back to picturing it in my mind. It clearly holds a connection to the past and to the Grandma that I only hear stories about.

Sometime soon, when the time is right, I’ll recreate my own missing gold, four-leaf clover to remind me of my beautiful, strong, Hungarian Grandma, Emilia, pictured here with my Dad. And, it’s not lost on me, the fact that she brought me a lucky charm.

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