A trip down memory lane.
As you get older you tend to hold on to your memories more. You think about your childhood and the fun things you did. It’s lovely to take a trip down memory lane and that’s what I’m doing today.
A lot of my young childhood memories are just a blur. I really don’t remember standing in the water with my Mum for this photo. I’ve tried really hard but I can’t. At least I have this captured memory, so I know that it did happen.
I know my mum loved to paddle, she didn’t like swimming, she didn’t even like boats, but whenever we went to the beach she’d take her shoes off and feel the water splash on her feet. I have memories of later years at the beach to keep me happy.
The Only Girl
My Dad loved his Robin Reliant so much that when my older brother (standing with his arm around me as a little girl) crashed it, my Dad brought another. The second one had windows in the back and that’s the car I remember most.
This is another memory I’ve lost. I wish I could remember sitting on that car. My brothers where older than me, already teenagers when I was born and married not long after this photo was taken.
I was just eight years old when my Dad passed away and my memories are few but special. I remember he would take me out every Sunday, to a park or a pub with a garden. And in the spring he would take me to the bluebell woods. Bluebells always remind me of my Dad.
The other teen in this photo is my cousin who lived with us. He was younger than my brothers so I have more memories of him being at home when I was little.
I take so many photos these days, it’s so easy to do, I don’t even need a camera I can just use my phone. All memories are captured and preserved. The best ones preserved in many places so they won’t be lost. I struggle to remember my young childhood, but photos like the ones I’ve shared with you today are proof that we had some fun times too.
Those photos are lovely and I’m sorry to hear that your dad died so young. I don’t remember much of my young childhood either, but as you say photos at least save the memories for us.
Lovely photos! I love looking at really old photos. They are a real trip down memory lane. x
Great moments from childhood – it’s a blessing to have old photos to help us remember. #MMBC
I love looking at old family photos. I have some of great-grandparents and it really helps to give you a sense of belonging and of a shared history #mmbc
I do love old photos. There is something magical about the moment in time they have captured. They are a real trip down memory lane. I am sorry to hear your Dad died so young. I lost mine at 25, but that is nothing these days. I remember so much about my childhood, but have very few photos. Hugs xx
I love looking through old photos. The one of you and your mum in the sea is lovely. You both look like you’re enjoying yourselves #SundaySnap
I’m the youngest child of youngest children and my relatives seem to know and remember so much more about my family than I do. My Mum has a stack of photos of my Nan’s family but I don’t know who they are of.
I know so little about my ancestors, especially on my Dad’s side, I don’t think I ever met any of his family, both his parents were gone by the time I was born. I do have a vague memory of visiting some relative of his and she had a shelf full of ballerina figures..which is literally the only thing I can remember. I can’t even ask my Mum now as she has gone…if only I’d spent more time asking when I could have.
I’m sorry to hear you lost your dad so young Anne, that must have been really tough for you all.
I love looking through old photos, they bring back so many happy memories. Like you, I was the only girl in the pics too! Normally with my brothers either side of me. 🙂
Thanks for sharing with #MMBC. Have a good weekend. x
I really didn’t mind my older brothers, they were great to me. It was when the younger one came along it all went pear shaped.
I look back on photos from the past too, they do seem so grainy and blurry which is why memories are worth so much. Thanks for linking up with #mysundaysnapshot.
we have certainly come a long way with photography, I’m sure way into the future they’ll be complaining that our photos are not 3D or interactive or something
This is such a poignant and lovely post. Memory-making is all that really counts in the end – fun at the time and there to sustain us in later years. I too was the only girl with much older brothers and my late Mum never missed out on an opportunity to paddle. #MMBC