Today in countries around the world people will celebrate St Patrick’s Day. There’ll be processions, hats that defy good taste, lots of green, a fair amount of Guinness sunk.
Back in 1909, in Ireland, my grandmother evidently also celebrated St Patrick’s Day, but rather more quietly. Friends signed her autograph book.
It is very difficult to photograph, at least for me. I don’t want to crack the spine and it is fragile. She and her sister had the same autograph books. I saw my great aunt’s afew years ago. What a contrast with my grandmother’s! Scruffy, scrawled upon, a ragbag collection iof entries. My grandmather died in 1927. This is the most personal connection I have with her. All the same, we are thinking of donating it to the Ulster Museum as it feels like an important part of Ulster history, greater than just our family.