I don't know why we were so surprised as it was the way our action packed mother worked! The kids came home from school, and as had happened years before with our eldest sister, another sister had gone, faded away, disappeared! Where is she? What happened? Why? Mum had phoned a convent school she had heard about in Auckland and the Principal had said, "Give her to me, I'll sort her out for you Mrs D!" And so Paddy had begun a new life at boarding school in Auckland which was to have far reaching effects on her and all of us over the years. Mum's only error was that it would take some of us a lifetime to become as tough skinned as she herself had become due to her early years. She expected us to put our chins up and cope with any situation in which she embroiled us!
Marie: And yet another story!
It seems to be a trait of the elderly to tell stories and often repeat the same stories. As our family has a major Reunion in February 2015 I will tell a family story each day and NOT repeat it for 100 days. I will use christian names from our earlier generations as pseudonyms.