...but a GREAT Auntie, and this for the fourth time. A lovely new great-niece arrived this morning, a joyful addition to the family.
Hurried out to post a parcel of celebratory goodies.
Overdue domestic duties: much of the day was spent sorting through old books, and a great suitcaseful went off to the local church for the Parish Fayre. How old is "old"? Several of the books that went to the Fayre dated from the 1970s and 80s, paperbacks detailing the plight of Christians in Russia (v. grim in the 70s - we used to stand outside the Soviet Embassy and shout out the names of people imprisoned in the gulag, collect signatures for petitions, organise vigils of prayer). Several were books on pro-life and pro-family topics, also from the 70s, 80s, and 90s - same debates and arguments as today, all predictions made by pro-life campaigners back then have come true, and we are still lobbying and praying and campaigning.
Will my new great-niece know about books or will it all be downloads from computers, with illustrations that jump about , and all history and biography accompanied by music and sound effects? She will be growing up in a world where words unknown a decade ago will already seem old-fashioned: ebook, download, tweet, facebook. Will she ever write a letter by hand, sew a seam, make jam?
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