This week we have a snowy theme - very appropriate as it was snowing when I began writing this post.
I live in Earlston in the Scottish Borders and here is an old photograph of the Red Lion pub in the Square. The driver of this unusual sledge seems to be dressed very formally in a top hat and is not particularly well wrapped up against the elements. And who was he waiting for? There does not seem to be any path cleared through the snow from the pub. Or was it a promotional photograph?
From the collection of the Heritage Hub, Hawick.
I have no winter photographs of my childhood - cameras must have been reserved for summer and I can't say I have any memorable weather memories from my childhood - I was too young to recollect the dreadful winter of 1947. I grew up in north-west England where winters were relatively mild, but this was the days before tights and girls then did not wear trousers. A Liberty bodice, skirt with short socks (short trousers for my brother), homeknitted jumpers and pixie hood, wellington boots, gloves kept safe on string through my sleeves, plus a long scarf criss crossed over my chest and tied at the back - this was the ritual dress for going out in winter in my early 1950's childhood. I hated Liberty bodices - the rubber buttons were difficult to do and undo, and if the day got warmer you ended up all sticky inside them.
My daughter was born in January so an unfortunate time for planning parties. Here she is on her 4th birthday - not looking too happy outside our home in Hawick in the Scottish Borders. She follows my childhood trend of having gloves on a string1
I spent a wonderful year 1965-66 working in Cambridge, Massachussets near Boston and this photograph brings back memories of the kind of winter I had not experienced before - here in a picturesque image of Harvard Chapel.
The pleasures of having a dog in winter 2010 in the Sottish Borders.
Winter 2010 - the frozen Rriver Teviot at Hawick, Scottish Borders
A heron - a familiar site on the River Slitrig in Hawick
And finally a fun snow picture of me perched on top on of my husband's car. It was taken in 1971 in the first flush of engagement as he would not normally countenance anyone sitting on his car. But at least he spread a blanket for me to sit on. Note the 1970's fashion statement - peter pan collar, mini skirt, and striped coat!
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