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Tina I'm sure Dove won't let the weather spoil her hol.
Loved the story about your mum and dad eating icecream
Thanks Verdun it's in a large pot in the greenhouse been putting it outside for the last few weeks think i might just keep it in the pot and move it around the garden do you think that would be alright. The GC very busy and am back with no money bought compost ,grow bags,and from bargain corner i got a Helleborus Walbertons Rosemary £6 and a Fritillaria William Rex £4 and treated the family to a new patio set hope to get plenty of sun this summer which was in the sale at £250 very happy with my shopping spree. Now waiting on wife coming in from work then do a food shopping so it leaves me the next 3 days for gardening as plenty to do.
dark here in manchester . windy rain with the high gusts . and cold . a cheshire stew on the stove . .a winter warmer
TT - lovely story! I hope my family have a few such lovely memories of me!
Pretty breezy here now, but rain has stopped and there is even a glimpse of sun. My seedlings, now hardened off, are sitting in the garden sulking and waiting for some warmth. OH will probably rig up some kind of greenhouse for next year, now that he has has first hand experience of the mess it makes when there is no dedicated place for plants and storage. (He gave away my greenhouse last year). He's no craftsman, but its surprising what he can do when he is challenged - or at least, it surprises me!
Going outside now to pot on a few plants that have actually grown large enough to need it. Just getting out my red flannel underwear.
Just sitting here thinking about holiday weather and the things we have done. Used to always have a beach hut when we went to Swanage and one year weather was appalling. On one particular day, 2 of my children were playing with the sand, with 2 jumpers and a 'hoodie' on and my poor Mum and Dad were wrapped in blankets sitting in the hut. It was when my Dad's lips turned blue that it was decided OH should run him back to the cottage. This was June. In October, just happened to catch the temperature for the day which was the same as the day on the beach. Happy days.
I don,t think we ever noticed if the weather was bad on our summer hols(usually Cornwall),it was the joy of having new nets to fish around in the rockpools and having your Mum & Dad to yourself all week,you don,t realise it at the time but these ae some of the happiest days of your life.
Today has been so windy it has blown the wisteria off of the trellis arch,OH and I outside wrapped up in thick coats trying to anchor it down to the posts until we can do it properly.
Gilly I sympathise. I'm looking at the sun outside and thinking how nice it is compared to yesterday! Just had my fence posts delivered (should have come yest) and now thinking -do I have the strength to go and start on them
Have some other things to do too - apart from admiring my alpines which are looking pretty- need to pot some basil on and sow more and also get the little toms I bought into something better than the polystyrene tray they're in.
Tina your story is lovely . I took my parents ashes to scatter some at the place we used to go on holiday. I hadn't been there in 40 years but when I turned the corner and saw the little bay I was instantly transported back in time. There was a bench there so I scattered some underneath so that they could always look at the view together.
That was a lovely thing to do Fairygirl,happy memories............
Hard Gilly but lovely too. Simpler times
Ah yes, memories from the corners of my mind..... here I go. Kilnsea on the East Yorkshire coast, walking around Spurn Point (now a RSPB site) and my Dad picking a small bunch of purple headed thistles and tying them with grassfor me. He always spotted things that others would miss and I spent many happy days with him walking and learning the names of wild flowers and bird spotting. I'm retired now at 65 but the memories are still as precious.
New red plastic sandals for the beach,and those little flags Dad used to buy my brother and I to go on top of our sandcastles..................
Mum,packing up a picnic and a red tartan rug we all used to sit on. ........
Memories can be wonderful,you can be a child again.
If only children and parents nowadays would realise it's not about how much money you have or how many 'things', it's simple stuff they'll remember when they're older. A cake you made for a birthday or a drawing a child does on their first day at school and so on. When the Xboxes and fancy clothes and possessions have gone by the wayside what will they actually remember?
I sound about 100 don't I !!!
And as everyone on here knows- I'm only 27
Really! I thought you were a lot younger than that Fairygirl
I agree with you,for a child a parents time is the most preciuos thing they can be given,Imagination costs nothing,an empty cardboard box can be many things.
I'm really only 26 and 3 quarters but I was rounding up....
Oh,that explains it
you round 'up' until 30, then you 'round down' and at fifty you pretend to be 49 at 60 you stop caring what others think and after you retire you enjoy all those carefree days as if you were a kid again ( apart from those when Arthur Itis shows up)
Under 60 and retired,must be a child then whopee......................
lucky you! Its cold here today with a biting wind so I am off now to go and make a hot meal for me and madtombri - not much gardening today apart from tying in the various Clematis waving about in the wind and making sure that the pots don't blow over.
weird looking smiley!
As I have no doubt said before, age is just a number, one I would rather not think about too much. I'm just a young chick at heart.
I thought your story lovely too FG. Was very fortunate to have a wonderful Mum who was my best friend and a Dad who always put us first. Got a bit grouchy as he got older, but that's life,