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Tag Archives: childhood
I’ve written a few posts about my Dad (two examples are here and here), and although it’s not his birthday, or the anniversary of his passing, I thought I’d share this with you. Imagine the scene: An Olde Sweet Shoppe in … Continue reading
Sometimes, I see some unusual things walking the dog and today was no exception. We’d driven to one of the local towns to try and get Hubby a new pair of jeans as the ones he’s wearing at the moment … Continue reading
Thanks Colin for today’s inspiration. Helping out in the kitchen as a youngster was putting away the clean dishes, then progressing to washing up and finally drying up. Cooking was Mum’s job, though my Dad made some pretty good dough … Continue reading
What do Julianne Moore, Isla Fisher, Lucille Ball, Alyson Hannigan, Bryce Dallas Howard, Susan Sarandon, Dina Meyer, Kirsten Dunst, and Carol Decker have in common? Yep, they are all redheads. When I was growing up, any child, male or female, … Continue reading
For a change, we had boiled eggs for breakfast (no toast soldiers as we don’t have a toaster, but bread and butter was OK). Actually, Maggie had been poorly in the night and eggs have always settled her tummy. We … Continue reading
Way back in the 80s, a driver where I worked was a regular street busker. He looked like a forlorn hippy at work, and apparently played guitar with a few of his mates at the weekends though I never actually … Continue reading
Hubby is my hero. He is also pretty good with a needle, so it comes as no surprise that he is responsible for Grandad’s makeover. The pilot in this picture is Rembrandt (but that’s another story). Grandad is my bear, … Continue reading
Dad had been on tenterhooks all afternoon. He’d taken time off from work (unusual) showered and shaved, and was wearing his best trousers and a clean shirt. Gran had been over to help him tidy the house and prepare the … Continue reading
When I was a young child, my Dad sometimes took me to the pictures, just him and I and for no special reason, and I remember going to see Walt Disney’s ‘Cinderella’ (1950 release). Note the mice here These … Continue reading