The Christening of Stuart and Alida Wilde

The 24th of September 1946 my brother and I were born. At around 5am that morning, Stuart lets me out first just to see how the land lies, after 15 minutes curiosity gets the better of him and he follows me into the world. Two weeks later we are christened. Bearing in mind that mum hated her names, she was a little more careful with me. I ended up Patricia, Alida, Maria. I have never found out to this day why on earth Mum and Dad gave me that first name, because I was always called Alida until my teens. At the christening Mummy decided we should be introduced to the wonders of champagne. We both got a teaspoonful. I've loved the stuff ever since!