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...like the irrepressible Mrs Shilling, doyenne of Royal Ascot Races' Ladies' Day (wearing the millinery creations of her son David) for three decades!
Gertrude Ethel T. Shilling (3rd March 1910 - 13th October 1999)
Footnote:
I was prompted to post this arising from a comment exchange over at Inexplicable Device, where the lovely Dinahmow compared me to the dearly-missed Gertrude...
Oh, blimey! It looks as if the poor woman got caught in an endless packaging loop in a Cadbury's factory.
ReplyDeleteI thought Quality Street, myself... Jx
Deletehahaha. It's certainly not one of her better creations!
DeleteI'm not overly keen on her outsize muff. Jx
DeleteHer outsize WRINKLY muff.
DeleteOnce you pass a certain age, that's what you have to look forward to. J
DeleteShe looks like she should do well to stay away from matches.
ReplyDeleteSx
And low bridges. Jx
DeleteI wonder if that giant bonnet improved her ability to here long-distance gossipers.
ReplyDelete*hear
DeleteOn would sincerely hope so. Gertrude certainly looks as if she'd love a bit of gossip! Jx
DeleteThe best any man could do to compete was Prince Monolulu, of course.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Autocylus, for bringing this extraordinary man to my attention - I had never heard of him before. Quite the character!
DeleteHe and Gertrude never competed for the attention of the press, however. He died in 1965, the year before she wore her first extravaganza to Ascot... Jx