VEST & GRACE

It was as predictable as kids in the back of the car asking ‘are we there yet?’. Every day when her mum, Kate, got home from work Grace would ask if she’d found her vest. The bobbly fibres made a satisfying ticking noise when Grace stroked them, soothing her to sleep or calming her when she was upset. But the vest was lost. The auditioning took time, the replacement needed to sound and feel the same. Finally Kate found one that Grace was happy to adopt. The vest went everywhere with her. When her mum decided it needed a wash Grace would pull it out of the laundry box to preserve its warm smell. That was 20 years ago and although Grace no longer falls asleep with it she would be bereft without it.

04 Aug 2013