Jessie Trim by B. L. Farjeon

As my earliest remembrances are associated with my grandmother’s wedding, it takes natural precedence here of all other matter. I was not there, of course, but I seem to see it through a mist, and I have a distinct impression of certain actors in the scene. These are: a smoke-dried monkey of a man in stone, my grandmother, my grandfather (whom I never saw in the flesh), and a man with a knob on the top of his head, making a meal off his finger-nails.’ -an excerpt from Jessie Trim
A romantic novel by BL Farjeon.