KL Caley is our host for the Thursday Write Photo challenge.
This week she gives us Bandstand: oh the memories!
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a green bandstand in a park. Nearby is a long building with windows overlooking the bandstand.
Band Stand Image by KL Caley
They say you cannot go back, that places are never the same as we remember them.
How very true, but the memories are always there.
In my younger days, there was a bandstand in the park which was in use every weekend throughout the Summer. Flanked by aromatic flower beds in riotous colour, you could hire a deckchair for an hour or so to sit and listen to the band as they played. It was a respite for parents too as their kids could paddle safely in the little stream that ran alongside, one which was carefully maintained and never deeper that a few inches. Paper sail boats were popular, most handmade from a scrap of wood, a stick for a mast and a paper napkin.
There is something about the sound of a brass band, be it of the Salvation Army, armed forces, or even a school concert. The music is in a class of its own, even the most melancholy of ballads touches your soul, makes your skin tingle, and gets into your heart, raising your spirits. Or at least it does for me.
On a Summer’s day, it was not unusual to see people dancing on the grass. Not the bopping disco beat, but proper dancing, waltzes, two steps, even some kids doing their rendition of a polka and collapsing in a giggling heap when they got too carried away.
Sometimes there would be fetes with tombolas, rides, and cakes stalls set out in the park for whatever charity drive was in favour or a fund raiser for a world disaster.
Sitting outside listening to a band as you have a picnic was a lovely way to spend a Saturday or Sunday afternoon.
The bandstand isn’t there anymore. The park is not what it was, the stream no longer there, and the flower beds replaced with concrete and litter bins little used as debris is dropped to blow in the wind. No deck chairs are apparent, and parked vehicles line the route that used to lead to the bus station.
No, you cannot go back, and if you do, the bleak sadness of what is compared to the joy of what was makes you want to cry.
There’s nothing quite a brass band on a bandstand on a Summer’s afternoon! Fortunately, we have one close by and another currently being restored. Bring it on!
I envy you. It was lovely all those years ago.
It’s a shameful thing that many parks have derelict or missing bandstands now. Whatever happened to summer concerts in the parks? I miss them.
No bandstand locally I’m afraid, but we do have the Salvation Army brass bands at Christmas.
I love the salvation army. they alway create the most Christmassy feel dont they.
The band always used to come onto our estate on Sundays when I was a kid. Now you don;t see them that much, but they are here, oh the happy memories.
Its a shame when good times like that stop happening isn’t it. Communities now more than ever need to get these things going again.
End of an era Mason.
Sadly so.
Lovely memories Di. Thanks for sharing
Thanks
🙏
Love this post. My OH was in a brass band as part of his childhood and regularly played in the town square. His recollection of community spirit is wonderful. Such a shame there doesn’t seem to be as many anymore. Thank you so much for joining in the challenge:
https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2021/09/02/writephoto-bandstand/
KL ❤
Thanks KL. What did he play?
I know what you mean about going back… everything changes and nothing matches up with the memories!
So sad sometimes.
That’s so sad Di, I have seen a lot of this in my time. I feel old!💜💜💜
It is. I loved to listen to the band, even as a child.
Me too, 💜
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thanks KL
Happy memories!
Very much so Peter. The last Bandstand we saw was at Stratford Upon Avon for the Boat Festival. Wonderful atmosphere.
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Beautiful story. Alas change is sometimes inevitable.
Thanks Jude. Happy childhood memories, but I doubt the bandstand I remember is still there.