In the long ago spring times of the ’50s, when the first daffodils poked through cold ground, the time-honoured traditions of the spring teas and fashion shows also signaled the new season. Predictably, my mother would receive an invitation from one of her friends to attend a tea at one of Picton’s churches. Usually these teas were held alone, but occasionally were teamed with fashion shows, important social events not to be missed by women of t…
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