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My Sunday Photo 24th March

March 24, 2019 by Anne Sweet 13 Comments

Daffodils

I’ve been seeing photos that people have posted across social media of all the signs of Spring. I don’t get out much and I’ve not seen anything I’ve been able to photograph yet…although I did see a gorgeous purple bush while driving past someone’s garden the other day. It would have been weird to stop the car so I could get a photo though.

I decided to buy myself a bunch of daffodils in the shopping from Sainsburys. They offered me a £1 refund if I bought a bunch of daffodils. They were £1, so basically I got them free.

Last year I bought some daffodils in the shopping and when they arrived they must have looked like Spring onions because Graham put them in the fridge!

These ones started flowering within minutes of being put in water. And I think they add a touch of Spring to my living room.

Marie Curie

Did you know that the daffodil was the logo for Marie Curie terminal illness care.

This week I have had news that my Sister-in-Law is dying of cancer. My dear friend is also on her last attempt of treatment. How do you deal with that?

It’s good to know that there is an organisation that supports people and their families on this journey.

If you wish to know more about Marie Curie or would like to make a donation here is a link to the website.

My Sunday Photo 3rd March 2019

March 3, 2019 by Anne Sweet 13 Comments

A trip down memory lane.

black and white photo of a woman and a little girl paddling in the sea. — Me and Mum

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

A Robin Reliant car in a caravan park. A man is behind the wheel and three young men standing by the car with a young girl sitting on the bonnet. The photo is black and white. — My Dad, brothers, me and my cousin

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.

My Sunday Photo 17th February 2019

February 17, 2019 by Anne Sweet 9 Comments

I have missed doing a Sunday photo for a couple of weeks. It was mainly because of illness and not being able to spend more than two minutes at a time at the computer.

We’ve not been out much and I don’t have any brilliant shots to share with you, but I wanted to share a photo of my Axolotl that I made. I put a photo of it on Instagram and Simply Crochet Magazine have asked if they can feature me on their ‘Show Us Yours’ page. It said I’ve been shortlisted, so I don’t actually know if it will appear yet, but it’s still exciting to know that something I have made has caught their attention.

Crochet

I first learnt to crochet over 30 years ago. I didn’t get the hang of it and the only thing I made, a baby jumper for my son, was a disaster. So I gave it up.

Then a couple of years ago I thought I’d try again. I kept seeing patterns for these little amigurumi critters and fell in love. So, I started again but soon found out that fiddly little stitches were not the best idea, especially with my failing eyesight. So, I made a blanket.

I’ve made several blankets, hats and scarfs since then and I love my crochet. It’s so relaxing and I love seeing something I’ve created looking good afterwards.

Axolotl

Then I saw a pattern for this axolotl and my little girl wanted me to make one. It was fiddly but I managed it and was happy with the results. So were my girls, I now have to make two more. I might try a lighter pink for the body, it’s supposed to be lighter but the wool I wanted was out of stock so I settled for something pinker. My daughter was okay about it, as she pointed out, axolotl can be quite pink.

I’ll just finish with the first axolotl we met at Hatton in 2017.

My Sunday Photo December 30th 2018

December 30, 2018 by Anne Sweet 12 Comments

Post Christmas Limbo

The days after Christmas and before New Year when the house is full of toys and the kids are playing.

We had a great Christmas, the kids were happy, the adults were happy and the house was a mess!

Next it’s New Year, we will be carrying out our tradition of doing ‘not very much at all!’

What are you doing for New Year?

My Sunday Photo December 23rd 2018

December 23, 2018 by Anne Sweet 10 Comments

Christmas 1983

In loving memory of my Mum who passed away ten years ago on December 25th 2008.

One particular icy day, a week before Christmas 1983, my mum fell and fractured her arm. It didn’t stop her getting everything done for Christmas though. It was her favourite time of year. Together with my Nan they would cook up a gorgeous Christmas dinner and we would have loads of treats. Nan’s mince pies where to die for.

We didn’t have a dining room and the kitchen was small, but we did have a big round table that Mum used to put in the middle of the living room on Christmas day for us all to sit together for Christmas dinner. I would help lay the table while watching Top of the Pops on the Television. The after the Queen’s speech we would all pull a cracker and settle down to eat.

There would be various other family members visit throughout the day with extra presents for us all. It was always fun, even the washing up wasn’t so bad with us all chipping in. Everyone was in good spirits, and even though my Nan has a bottle in her hand here, I didn’t see her or Mum drink more than one glass of wine with dinner.

Boxing day all the family would visit for a party. Mum and I would move the furniture around to make more room, and we’d blow up balloons and give everyone party poppers. We’d play music on our Stereo gram, usually albums that I’d had as Christmas presents, and after a few drinks there would be some dancing in the middle of the room.

Then we’d rest for a while until it was time to get ready for New Years Eve. For this the whole family would save a little money each week in a Post Office account and it was all pooled together. We’d hire a hall, a dj and all my aunties would chip in preparing a huge buffet. We would have a huge table of drinks for the adults to help themselves. There would be loads of decorations, Mum and her sisters would work all day making it look totally amazing. Then we would party all night.

Thank you Mum for giving me these happy memories. They keep me going through the sad ones, like sitting with you in the hospice back in 2008 watching you slip away from me forever.

For anyone missing someone this Christmas, I know how difficult it is, but eventually the happy memories are what you grab in those sad moments. It’s okay to be happy without them, even though it’s hard.

Merry Christmas to all My Readers, Peace and love to all,
Anne xx

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