Goin’ on me ‘olidays

The holiday season cometh, and we will be slap bang in the middle of it!
When we lived in Poole, traffic was a nightmare at the best of times, but add holidaymakers, especially those with a caravan? Hell on a dual carriageway.
Grockles we called them, so when we went on our camping trips, it was nice to be one of the G folk for a change, though we tried to time our visits outside of the holiday season.

I remember previous holidays, buying postcards on the first day, sticks of rock on the last.
We would take photos with a 126 or 110 cartridge camera, then pay to have the film developed. Most of them were fuzzy shots, and some accidental of someone’s foot, the inside of a handbag or pocket!

Mum came up for holidays several times when we were in the cottage, and without fail our first outing always saw her buying postcards for the family and sticks of rock for the grandchildren. She would write the cards out in the evening and we’d post them next day.
Years ago our postcards always started “Dear All and Postman”, but Mum was very much old school and addressed everyone by name.
These days it’s not surprising that postcards are rarely received as although the items themselves are relatively cheap to buy (4 or 5 for £1), the cost to post one is 56p!

On the boat, we never had to worry about packing our clothes or leaving anything behind as we just cast off and away we went. Being on the river, unless we were somewhere like Stratford Upon Avon where we could actually walk into town to buy anything, there were no shops so no postcards to buy and no post boxes to post them in either!

Town today was chocablock, and not with Easter Bunnies or chocolate eggs.
People have suddenly realised that the shops are closed tomorrow as it’s Easter Sunday, and the supermarket car park was like Le Mans. People were driving in all directions trying to nab parking spaces before the trolleys were unloaded, and the shelves were almost stripped. Of course there could be the added worry that the Beast from the East is coming back to have another go and people are stock piling.
The B&Bs are full, caravan parks are filling up with tourers and campers, and the chippies and takeaways are doing a roaring trade. The only place at the moment that is not brimming with bodies is the beach, and that’s only because it’s raining!

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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9 Responses to Goin’ on me ‘olidays

  1. tidalscribe says:

    We felt like holiday visitors yesterday, trying to get back to Bournemouth from Margate! I have been collecting picture post cards since I was eight and will be sad to see their demise. I try and send them to my mother, everyone else gets numerous digital up dates of holidays.

    • I always wrote to my Mum or if we were away on the boat and I could get one, send her a postcard. I collected them for a while when I was around 8 too. I had one signed by Ivor Emmanuel when he was visiting Bournemouth ( he sang Men of Harlech in Zulu). I don’t know what happened to my collection though.

  2. tidalscribe says:

    My collection has been to Australia and back again – last time we moved I had a proper look and sorted it out; the most interesting part was not the pictures themsleves, but the family history in the messages!

  3. bikurgurl says:

    I’ve always loved postcards, sending and receiving mail, and still do this when we travel – sending postcards to family and friends from our far-flung travels. I’ve also used them to capture scenes and images I’m either unable to capture or choose to ‘live in the moment’ knowing I already have the perfect shot for my album. I’ve been absent during my cancer diagnosis and recovery, but will soon be going back to Postcrossing.com — where you can trade postcards with random people all over the world! That post will be going out next week! 🙂 Happy Easter!

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