Mirror mini-me

Y'know, it's quite strange to see your daughter wearing your old clothes, even though still a child, but looking at 9 years old a tweenty, younger than you but with your features.

Her dad sent along a couple of carrier bags of kids' clothes and also older clothes we'd saved from our tweenties (sic). Nini found an old rainbow-knitted shell-patterned cardigan, much mended, dating from the late 70s which I wore then and through the early 80s to the 90s.

She's off to the Camera Obscura with her wee friend, wearing the garment that once named me, thankfully briefly, rainbow girl. Nini of the strawberry blond hair and the almond blue eyes. There's no way I could now fit into it's size 6 arms, but they're roomy on Nini.

Missing is a special deep green button, that Dodo was fixated upon in his toddlerhood. It was just at breast-height, and probably formed his main view while breast-or bottle-feeding. That 'gween button' is still resident in an amber scented botton box, for occasional views.