Posted: 18/02/2015 at 18:08
My dad growing vegetables, cabbages, carrots and all the things that we grew in the early years after the war. Him bringing in an armful of something for dinner. He had no truck with flowers in the garden, but did allow my mum to grow sweet peas around near the door, and he did love the wild flowers. There were plenty then, cowslips nearby in huge swathes, kingcups in a wild pond, primroses, especially on the railway banks, daffodils, often where people threw them out and they colonised the roadsides, sweet violets - those flowers he liked, but not ones grown by us - waste of food space he thought. I do so wish now - he's very long gone - that I had paid more attention then, but when you are young and foolish you sometimes think your parents are old and foolish - just as I am now I guess!!