My family loved to play card games.
At Christmas, uncles and aunts and grandparents would visit our family home.
After tea in the evening, a pack of cards would be brought out and we’d play Gin Rummy for hours.
It was the 1970s.
I can still picture the curling smoke of my Dad’s cigarettes and Granddad’s pipe; the Battenburg cakes and crusts from the sandwiches sitting on plates, uneaten.
I would have been about 6 years old.
I hardly play cards now.
Does anyone?
Submitted by Yvonne Shelding.