tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4275601227172033002024-03-18T18:58:52.661+00:00Family History FunScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.comBlogger1129125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-22732628558540676102024-03-16T12:19:00.006+00:002024-03-16T12:30:16.297+00:00Women in the Workplace - Sepia Saturday <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><i>Last week on </i></span></b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span style="color: #800180;"><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span><span>S</span></span></a><span><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span>epia Saturday </span></a></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><i>I looked at Men at Work, this time Women are in tthe spotlight beginning with images from my local heritage group <a href="httos://auldearlston.blogspot.co.uk">Auld Earlston. </a></i></span></b></span><a href="httos://auldearlston.blogspot.co.uk"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><i><br /></i></span></b></span></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTw4zg-j9T0CuNFELFXSpFrxVms5fpoPHx2UlsAsZXj5KOxxgp7O16HV9152Q7m9Ev1Z6SMK5D-nAm3sxoRbvDU6B3Hdc1x4XjZp_W6LPlW2Tpu_UT_CFtS7mr92FSwOxGcNn9V0pmqhwH/s400/S+%2526+F.jpg" width="400" /><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><i> </i></span></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="453" data-original-width="600" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEez7bWecTjpi_FmaM6t2XJ15tGoAbSyD3ITX8N_ccS97Ep2aaxcJnE_TwXTfWZ-cN9P5aZOdp2ziAW5lPF03Ck5OVYe5GuCkIGuYvWh6NiV8bK4Fq37QSFuBItMDnckgnmP0__hhqGDqi/s400/S+%2526+F+4.jpg++%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><i> </i></span></span></b></span>
</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxTcy4M34-4VpcOz4ANCWONo692lpxLyb5XxW-qEexjQD86z-CKHfX2N47RE9PD3O_CwSintML2BupjWSCENF79zhGCb5uXuhaWTv2lkHQwc26NORJPlnOvlz6OwEhMpdzfkQqtJswzdK_/s400/Mill+1.jpg" width="400" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><i><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Mill Workers at Rhymer's Mill. Earlston, Berwickshire - early 1900's. As in other Border textile towns, women were a significant part of the ẃorkforce. But to me, as someone who is non-technical, that machinery in the first image looks frightening! <br /></span></b></i></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><i> </i></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdzPz855CnSmgSW_-uK9fG867ZnfmlnYcr1kMGQSku86PTxelH1INLkp2KZ10cKX9LNp_7KbtDfwtNrJFCVZ5EifpHFUjey_TvwhjyGczpfLF0zn9a671j8yr3NEYiVb2Q4gWIRz5g6dau/s400/008+nancy+chapman+1+munitions+during+WW11.jpg" width="400" /><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><i> <br /></i></span></span></b></span></div><p style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Earlston Munition Workers in World War Two </span></span></i></b></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Around
950,000 British women worked in munitions factories during the Second
World War, making weapons such as shells and bullets. Munitions work was
often well-paid, but involved long hours, sometimes up to seven days a
week. Workers were also at serious risk from accidents with dangerous
machinery or when working with high explosive material.<span> <span>Some munitions workers <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">dealt with </span> toxic chemicals every day</span>. </span></span>Those
who handled sulphur were nicknamed ‘Canary Girls’, because their skin
and hair turned yellow from contact with the chemical. [Source: <a href="http://www.mylearning.org/women-at-war-the-role-of-women-during-wwii/p-4670/">My Learning.Org ]</a></span></span></b></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Earlston Nurses on Parade in a fund raising event in the Second World Wa.</span></span></i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoHq8kfXuRwTbpcHA6T45A7rrCMIMxhJN8v3Zowc2jXF0zutgtevPgWAU3llS_vMZ-WV8RovSHnaY8Nib6RaAGAI0iPuSFaHqUR589vUVsdYueNZvQEj3ivnKx_EI5SLJuwANhdbMgTDAH/s1600/COOP+VAN+X.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoHq8kfXuRwTbpcHA6T45A7rrCMIMxhJN8v3Zowc2jXF0zutgtevPgWAU3llS_vMZ-WV8RovSHnaY8Nib6RaAGAI0iPuSFaHqUR589vUVsdYueNZvQEj3ivnKx_EI5SLJuwANhdbMgTDAH/s400/COOP+VAN+X.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i>Let's not forget Housewives at Work - Shopping in the Traveling Co-op Van in Earlston <br /></i></span></span></b></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">I remember my mother wearing this kind of pinny </span></span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">with a handy front pocket for dusters etc. </span></span>. She made them for many a sale of work. </span></span></b></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Workwear at the Egg Packaging Station at Georgefield Farm, Earlston </span></span></i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <i>The distinctive <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">work costume of the Bondagers. </span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Bondagers
were female farm workers in south east Scotland and Northumberland. As
part of their husband's contract (or bond) with the farmer, he would
undertake to provide another worker (usually his wife) to help as and
when required. The women wore a distinctive dress with bonnet,
described as the <i>"last remaining peasant costume"</i> in Britain. The <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">custom of bondagers lasted well into the 20th century. </span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">And f<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">ro</span>m my own family collection <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">three </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">photographs</span> I <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">have</span> featured before, but are among my favourites<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> and fit the theme so well. </span></span></span></span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLq-saj9koogr2A557QNnv8-hMJoT1eEFPhOCzjOfghZX8pwN2D1psrC2HWC__WWoAc_711JINgSMr27mjyI4iMQEYXR1mnJ3YBeGdqTArTVxiZrOXNNJlU9qjrz2rTSXHcw31yS4KqT_E/s1600/Jenny+girl+group.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLq-saj9koogr2A557QNnv8-hMJoT1eEFPhOCzjOfghZX8pwN2D1psrC2HWC__WWoAc_711JINgSMr27mjyI4iMQEYXR1mnJ3YBeGdqTArTVxiZrOXNNJlU9qjrz2rTSXHcw31yS4KqT_E/s320/Jenny+girl+group.JPG" width="400" /></a></span></b></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">My great aunt Jenny Danson <i>(second on the <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">left</span>)</i> with her wo<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">r</span>k<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> colleagues</span> from the post office in Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire.</span></span></span></span></span></b></span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <span style="font-family: arial;">Her
daughter Pam recall<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">ed</span> a story that during the First World War, a telegram
was received at the Post Office for Jenny's mother Mrs Maria Danson. Fearing the
worst, Jenny was allowed to run home with it. Fortunately it was good
news to say that brother </span>F<span style="font-family: arial;">rank was wounded in hospital in Malta but was doing well. </span></span></b><br /><br /></span></div>
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before and after her marriage, my mother offered dressmaking services
from her home. Mum had been apprenticed to a tailor at the age of 14,
and was still sewing well into her 80's. I only came across her early
business card after her death. </span></span></b></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div>
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mother's second cousin was Elsie Oldham, who as "Elise" (note the
French version of her name!) offered "Bobbing, Shingling, Marcel
Waving and Perming", from her home in Blackpool, Lancashire, and
advertised on this lovely evocative 1920's blotter. </span></span></b></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy72nWulfaN62Yrpos8QcurUb_2HTk1W9eX904DRiLy8H_EGhTNm1nGb-wijUT9faZswDD6mjuxL9MamtLyz62V0ile9nnNBYS-QR9Jm83kD9HMW3nmHc7ckY5H7LHtOF6oG8aU9nf5cgf/s1600/Elsie%2527s+Scissors.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy72nWulfaN62Yrpos8QcurUb_2HTk1W9eX904DRiLy8H_EGhTNm1nGb-wijUT9faZswDD6mjuxL9MamtLyz62V0ile9nnNBYS-QR9Jm83kD9HMW3nmHc7ckY5H7LHtOF6oG8aU9nf5cgf/s400/Elsie%2527s+Scissors.JPG" width="400" /></a></span></b></span></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><i>Elsie's old set of scissors and hair clippers</i></span></span><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Elsie's son recal<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">led how <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i>she </i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">continued</span> </span></span>working <i> </i>until shortly
before she died in 1989 - by that time the number of customers had
dwindled to about three a week all of whom were as old as she was! When
the house was emptied a cupboard was discovered full of bottles of </span></span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">hair dye.</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;">A different source gave me a lovely insight on my Aunt Edith (Danson) a teacher . Ex
pupils at the school set up a Facebook pag</span><span style="font-family: arial;">e ahead of the centenary of the school in 2014 and in a google search
found my blog and got in touch. I was delighted to read comments from
former pupils of "Miss Danson", who was remembered with fondness:</span><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"> "I always
thought she was a wonderful teacher with lots of patience and 8nderstanding". <br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></b><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnjokXtI89ZY-SoV2EhFjVPRI4PoddG-qEvHtjUqub-K3-c2uHDZ_SDdmHxcItg9QK7PLRlP-kcKvr4UAMB5U6QA8DbcmoooiBFSHQk1nrxbLkcwM1WlZWPpoysqUNg_1U5Cec2ubghgk/w224-h320/Aunt+Edith.jpg" width="224" /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"> And finally: <br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTHeBg3KvGL_nKVZXJGrYfYmBG94sxUL9_aq1NP4h3ZAxjJLnXRjIWJpCMf4yYPWzXmcKl_exWnB2zgBQyvr3pjwjLqu8yCN7VoY_WrBeyXXlWNY9ImQUhDtKuhjJiweig9XkZix3c_X9H/w400-h275/In+Hawick+TIC.jpg" width="400" /><br /></span></div> <span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></b>
<br /> <b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";"><span style="color: #990000;">As for my working life life </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";"><span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></b><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">-
t<b>hat ranged from student work in a variety of shops including a fishmongers (totally out of my comfort zone), a bookshop (my favourite) and a tartan trash souvenir shop in Edinburgh - think garish tasteless tartan products aimed a tourists. I spent a year in the USA on an exchange programme as a trainee librarian (wonderful American experience); as a young mother I did voluntary work setting up a library at my daughter's school and at the local Citizen's Advice Bureau. </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms"; font-size: medium;"><b> </b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms"; font-size: medium;"><b>I returned to the workplace in 1978 at my local tourist information centre - above. It now looks so old fashioned - old telephone, no computer, let alone a typewriter, no uniform, just a name badge - they came years later! But I loved it - until I was made redundant. Finally I returned to my roots in the Local Studies Library at ibrary HQ, before finally being the Family History Researcher in
the Scottish Borders Archive Centre. How many people can say their hobby became their job!! <br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i>*****************</i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span style="color: #800180;"><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span><span>S</span></span></a><span><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span>epia Saturday </span></a></span></span><span style="color: black;">gives an opportunity for genealogy bloggers </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> to share their family history and memories through photographs</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx9lFhzKUYYcLVWeZxNI6tyx7aC1BlZVXxzJbMaim3ME0y-3WpMDajqw2SIQXssOMcibTwL8-OVdKY_IXBnoFfiKllGWdpRAz3bfr21YLDnvqhDNQO5ku8xDK6cvtuIQ1xrqc3QmC0SypKZtI84YpCtvtt4U2zkAYTw0vVFFVDGRu14gR5QW8Sq5zNZdXV/w320-h320/2401268sepia.jpeg" width="320" /><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> <br /></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> <br /></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2024/03/sepia-saturday-715-saturday-16th-march.html">HERE</a> to see other bloggers at work. <br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> ***************</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div></td></tr></tbody></table>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-72814969412561105922024-03-08T09:23:00.005+00:002024-03-08T10:54:34.566+00:00Highs and Lows of Work - Sepia Saturday <div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">T</span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">ake a look at the Highs and Lows of Work with my contribution to this month's Sepia Saturday prompt of "Work". </span></span></span></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>Two Men at work in Rhymer's Mill, (tweeds) in Earlston in the Scottish Borders, early 1900s. <br /></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>Rhymer's Mill in <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">its </span>rural setting <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">in</span> Earlston, cl<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">osed down in 1969. </span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjghrbxWOp_2X6JZfCpV7dy6S5ip6iuatIHHhOHkIw4QgNqTPn1NXjchelB7VwV72BDT6CXOY2gVi6Dks8tkht0ZDR6ErRt9QmJUJl-r5lw0MSxnvhMgo1-LrK1j1kQCkWbnjLka3HOvGru/s1600/STeeplejacks.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjghrbxWOp_2X6JZfCpV7dy6S5ip6iuatIHHhOHkIw4QgNqTPn1NXjchelB7VwV72BDT6CXOY2gVi6Dks8tkht0ZDR6ErRt9QmJUJl-r5lw0MSxnvhMgo1-LrK1j1kQCkWbnjLka3HOvGru/s400/STeeplejacks.jpg" width="243" /></a></span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Steeplejacks
working on the mill chimney at Rhymer's Mill, Earlston. You get a sense of the height of the chimney from the
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<b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>John William Oldham, my cousin's ancestor, sitting high on one of the carriages in the family business<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> of Carters and Coalmen in <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Blackpool</span>, Lancashire. The adverts on the wall include one for Mcdougall's flour and for a performance of <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Mendelssohn's </span>oratorio "Elij<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">ah<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">"</span> on <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">the</span> North Pier. </span> </span></span></span></b></div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-size: small;">Arthur Stuart Ingram Smith</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">
(1908-1979)</span></span><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-size: small;">
was my cousin's father, here emerging from down under a manhole
cover, during his work as a linesman for the General Post Office in
Blackpool, Lancashire. </span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="843" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjlz9dOPsu1-68Ax81gEss4mpmUuHjqq-SrLqtSoDEcsRPmuyfHq9Aso1BcEiuvdMFFkHfAw_59VWcWevk5sT1LgmnRaPXaubTIKT5bC8KKNi1ygJt_GfX0wf90sQpVGksmNj4Fsl8lR7z/w400-h282/Grandad+work.jpg" width="400" /><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-size: small;"> <br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-size: small;"> Sitting down is my grandfather William Danson (1885-1962) of Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. He worked as </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>a general labourer at the ICI (Impe<span><span><span>rial Chemical Industries) Works at nearby Thornton,. Was there a reason why he was given pride of place here? </span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span><span> </span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span><span> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="font-size: normal;">Some 50 years later, my brother, William's grandson, was working in the oil industry.</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span><span> <br /></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span><span> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1170" data-original-width="1740" height="344" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-QsmSMZY3hpE1_WbvnooCzu6IJS-6ugpondtfu1AsS4kkZur3WTlAQb35tu91eca9v_kHb_F0CuXq4R1qHJvOvkwNp2IR7AfwYPQ9fX2ZNO-sndHo2fDl-87AoDYSJ7wsmZBFY4MLOPHh/w512-h344/Chris+on+oil+rig.jpg" width="512" /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span><span> </span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAuUAHUQJyjfgeo2QWqcuiUq5Cv1Wr8LaIdv1UXIrpIP4CfPFQXt_xgtUEcr8keg2lzteLGllMEN2cECbKtgg3Kq3SnZfuMNwqvNYmBT6yW1qqBHY1YFv1YiqG7PMClrBOJpUR0_5Cja1j/w500-h298/0015+7++sheep+shearers.jpg" width="500" /><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span><span><span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;">Sheep shearers, hard at work in Earlston <br /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: smalnorma</b></span></span> <div style=;">My great great grandfather, Robert Rawcliffe of Hambleton, Lancashire was a <span>Carter</span> - an essential occupation in transporting farmers' goods around. But it had its risks. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;">
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such report was on the death on November 27, 1860 of Earlston grocer,
Alexander McWilliam who was making his rounds, selling to customers and
collecting produce from farmers, when he slipped and fell from his car.
He sustained head injuries and died at home. He was just 36 years
old and left two young children and a heavily pregnant wife. </span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">My own great, great grandsfather Henry Danson of Poulton le Fylde , Lancashire, described in a report as a "expert in horse flesh" was ironically killed in a horse and cart accident in 1881. </span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="296" data-original-width="492" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhywSGdX-HUgiRMWniPc7rKsuo5yKs8PTRnTEk5wUQKuUOovyhN1T-iDTJ3q05nniDgBGFzmvmr84pIm4hqRKJ14kk8sDN_ENFDjlTdPEuGG4392avYbHKvl03tc9RbP71VlIUa6cPgHA0u/w459-h277/Henry+DAnson+Fall.jpg" width="459" /><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div></div></div><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhErRRD8zpKyrI1SOSgtWl-jdF8A06jrPLFvqXhskoUxbkug0VUzyqU7LJrVnPczJ8bHVOr_C63wfZkN9JLPBVIp3jWNlsGENGCtXcDClp7h4puIp94fSRssZ6K0Bk8BRE9_DKSglqTgKHK/w293-h400/Ironbridge+Coracle.jpg" style="height: 417px; width: 305px;" width="293" /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Tommy Roger, a coracle maker, born c. 1845, Ironbridge, Shropshire - <i><br /></i></span></b></div><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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grew up in Broseley on the other side of the River Severn from Ironbridge, and
this photograph was found in the collection of his older brother Fred Weston. <br /></span></b></div><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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might be wondering, what is that on his back? It is a coracle - a small, lightweight boat
with a loosely woven frame traditionally covered in animal hide, but in
more recent times calico, canvas and coated with a substance such as
bitumen. When
the famous Iron Bridge was opened in 1779, locals objected to paying the tolls,
so they used their coracles to cross the river instead. <br /></span></b></div><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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well known as a poacher and the local newspaper reported his
appearance in court on poaching charges. He also helped to build the
new police cells and court room in Ironbridge in 1862 - only to be one
of the first people to use them!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> <span style="color: #990000;">Taking a break: </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnUI9WampMIjpZubrtFLe7zgQJR1ReYycXQZ9Lhrrb4pobZa8gXXgltF7mz1EVO4sr_PiTlxKOTXggw8cplEdpQDbw180xWNRI0M0v0NoTwB9i7GdbgiXa_6kYz2wNydnP9SJUMLcwFE6O/s1600/Dad.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="273" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnUI9WampMIjpZubrtFLe7zgQJR1ReYycXQZ9Lhrrb4pobZa8gXXgltF7mz1EVO4sr_PiTlxKOTXggw8cplEdpQDbw180xWNRI0M0v0NoTwB9i7GdbgiXa_6kYz2wNydnP9SJUMLcwFE6O/w400-h273/Dad.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>Down tools for these Greek workmen, taking a break - my husband encountered this group whilst on holiday in
1971 and when he took a photograph, they wanted some money<span><span style="font-size: medium;">!</span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>With thanks to the <a href="https://auldearlston.blogopt.co.uk">Auld Earlston Group</a> for the loan of the Earlston images. <br /></i></span></span></span></span></b></div></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="font-size: medium;">********************* </span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><br /></span></b>
</p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span style="color: #800180;"><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span><span>S</span></span></a><span><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span>epia Saturday </span></a></span></span><span style="color: black;">gives an opportunity for genealogy bloggers </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> to share their family history and memories through photographs.</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizp2HDiwCZeD4i6qBDY-_t-_n0r_ACknI0KOMLENO0x4iuxy5pCF90SGIpYO6GqBfNNehz7w4igLVau3zk2N62Buri6lDvP0uJ3IonHdQOCQkwpmJ-lTXdcoXYafJygr9dqn9q7qwWs85SEfmRIjzjGdTu7siyXp4CEI9WWm9odROxFKnyOy0c9lm9wt92/s320/2401266sepia.jpeg" width="320" /></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2024/03/sepia-saturday-714-saturday-9th-march.html">HERE</a> to see other bloggers at work. </span></span></span></span></b></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i>******************<br /></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-3312901551798299072024-03-03T10:00:00.002+00:002024-03-03T18:42:38.603+00:00Remembering the Railway - Sepia Saturday <div class="separator" style="text-align: justify;"><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #990000;"><i>"</i></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #990000;"><i>Work" is Sepia Saturday's theme for March, beginning with a prompt photograph of a railway signalman - cue for me to look back at my local railway which ran 1863-1965. </i></span></span></span></b></p></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSZ5MqdM5Q4jXyp4FIKfpNmzk3R5lzpLZoxfPyESa9j_T-LIbhBwpqipZf483D8BiwupqQeCq8qLyzmPQ6vktunv0MipvZOk4VqrCZbqzJQ2Na0SvQuCs9q7sDA_0yiz4LuXKZm9igiwqrnOpd8-fY0KAewOo69rat5BDAzb8tP_05R1uc4cUkfdEJlsLC/s600/Staff%20at%20Earlston%20Station%20Best.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="416" data-original-width="600" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSZ5MqdM5Q4jXyp4FIKfpNmzk3R5lzpLZoxfPyESa9j_T-LIbhBwpqipZf483D8BiwupqQeCq8qLyzmPQ6vktunv0MipvZOk4VqrCZbqzJQ2Na0SvQuCs9q7sDA_0yiz4LuXKZm9igiwqrnOpd8-fY0KAewOo69rat5BDAzb8tP_05R1uc4cUkfdEJlsLC/w400-h278/Staff%20at%20Earlston%20Station%20Best.jpg" width="400" /></a> </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;">Earlston Station Staff and Visitors, c.1920 </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #990000;"><i> </i></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>The
Berwickshire Railway through Earlston in the Scottish Borders </span><span> </span><span>was one
of the many lost lines in railway history, serving the village
1863-1965. It provided the link between two major routes </span><span>- on the
east coast the North British Railway between Edinburgh and London and
in the central Borders the historic Waverley Route between Edinburgh and
Carlisle and onto London. The cross country line was built in stages - reaching Earlston in 1863 and the final stage two years
later in 1865 with the completion of the Leaderfoot Viaduct across the
River Tweed. </span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> It is easy to
forget now what a momentous occasion this was. For people's lives were
so circumscribed then - to get about you needed to earn enough to own a
horse, or you hitched a lift from an obliging horse and cart - or simply
walked. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><br /></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span style="color: #990000;">Cutting the First Sod </span></span><span><span style="color: #990000;">11th October 1862 </span>was a local holiday in Earlston to mark the cutting </span><span><span>at Greenlaw</span> of the first sod with shops and businesses, plus the largest employer, the local mill , all closed for the day. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;">An article in <i>"The Southern Reporter"</i> 23rd October 1862 gives us a contemporary and entertaining account of the celebrations on that <span>occasion: </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></p>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span>"Villagers
were put on the "qui vive" by the arrival of the brass band of the 2nd
Selkirkshire Volunteers who reached here between 8 and 9 o'clock, and
after partaking of refreshments and discoursing several spirit stirring
tunes, proceeded onwards to the centre of attraction. </span></i></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div><div>
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>T<i>hey
were quickly followed by the majority of our male population in
carriages, gigs and omnibus, and not a few in long carts - the occupants
making every village and farmstead they passed resound with their oft
repeated and hearty "hurrahs". </i></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span>Of
what passed at Greenlaw it is unnecessary to to speak here, suffice to
say that the whole of our sightseers arrived home between 6 and 7
o'clock in the evening, all highly gratified by the proceedings, and had witnessed the
realisation of their ardent hopes. The commencement of the railway will
open up a ready means of communication in every direction. </span></i></span></b></div>
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span>The
Messrs Wilson, manufacturers, not only closed their factory, and placed
their horses and carts at the disposal of their employees. but
forwarded a liberal supply of refreshments and had also secured in Greenlaw a private room for their reception."</span></i></span></b></div></blockquote><p><b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;">T<span>he Opening of Earlston Station </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><img border="0" height="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSYfKXUXGzP38dmplA4oIhxwIWoVPi0veVSRb14pSV4C-OqkKIua0R8g9GnM2JykbP76OWuPXLPT12qk3PDx3ncFl0gA3EaRmTvN-8a67ueTiJmkQ_stTueLEATnNguD0pQOGQ2iKipYCD/s400/002++7STATION.jpg" width="400" /><i><span> <br /></span></i></span></b></div><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span> </span></i></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> "The
Kelso Chronicle" of 20th November 1863 reported on the opening at
Earlston with an article which made the occasion seem rather prosaic and low key. </span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> <i>"The first train started from Earlstoun and will continue to do so at 7.55am there being other three in the course of the day". </i></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><span style="color: #990000;">Accident: </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span style="line-height: 115%;">But just one day after the opening of Earlston Railway Station,
"The Kelso Chronicle" headline read <i>"A
Serious Accident on the Berwickshire Railway" </i>near Dunse. </span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><i><span style="line-height: 115%;">"This
line which opened with much promise on Monday, was the scene of
a rather serious mishap on Tuesday. ....A train on its way to Earlston
with a
few coal trucks, two carriages and two passengers was startled by the
axle of the one of the trucks
giving way and tearing the rails....both carriages and trucks were
dragged off
the line, but fortunately none were precipitated over the
embankment.........A large force of navvies were on the
line and were exerting themselves to get the line in order again. They
intended to work all night and have it
finished for the next day's traffic. </span></i></span></span></b></div><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span><i> </i></span></span></span></b><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span>On December 4th 1863, "The Kelso Chronicle" noted <i>"The
new railway [at Earlston] is in regular working order and appears to be
giving great satisfaction. The trains run smoothly and keep tolerably
good time. We are already feeling the benefit of railway communication."<br /></i></span></span></span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5UkN_fUM40aVckPq0KTXYxhxHcMl5F83szrN2NdKqw067oT5Q7u7RoT3_Kc6iP9sCmLFj9ztaGneAOQVJayyLl3_6UfwBmRwzT0UUBX5fMiA0EEz6Taz4XRf7xHYQDVpXTRmfrdAADkz/s1600/Earlston+Station+14.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5UkN_fUM40aVckPq0KTXYxhxHcMl5F83szrN2NdKqw067oT5Q7u7RoT3_Kc6iP9sCmLFj9ztaGneAOQVJayyLl3_6UfwBmRwzT0UUBX5fMiA0EEz6Taz4XRf7xHYQDVpXTRmfrdAADkz/s400/Earlston+Station+14.jpg" width="400" /></a></b></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span style="color: black;"><i><span style="color: black;"><i><i><i><span lang="EN-US"> </span></i></i></i></span></i></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5UkN_fUM40aVckPq0KTXYxhxHcMl5F83szrN2NdKqw067oT5Q7u7RoT3_Kc6iP9sCmLFj9ztaGneAOQVJayyLl3_6UfwBmRwzT0UUBX5fMiA0EEz6Taz4XRf7xHYQDVpXTRmfrdAADkz/s1600/Earlston+Station+14.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US">Two trains in Earlston station</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US">. Copyright © </span></span>A R Edwards and Son, Selkirk. (Cathy Chick Collection</span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US">All Rights Reserved. </span></span></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span style="color: #990000;">The major engineering feat o</span>n the line was the crossing of the River Tweed and the building of the Leaderfoot Viaduct, which
involved a nineteen
arch structure 907 feet long and 126 feet above the level of the
river bed. </span></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><img border="0" data-original-height="328" data-original-width="600" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2trq0z6dO15yOcrt6XW-Exr07SwdNfXfgrPFVrmxzgvj17kcS5EwR16KUSu6bZomfqLO6vfeg4Pbdj2j9nOIp_1VcKBb9sOl65SQwIziNtKO_-8VLPFbgO5e-Il7no_4oSyUQJjgRcieH/w400-h217/Leaderfoot+Ladies.jpg" width="400" /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;">A charming tinted photograph, c.1900.</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><br /> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><img border="0" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaR-ad4YXl0d2-Lr_qVktCMHByK2b5Rx0f5V5JXn1ga7AcfDvUwX1t3FGqEIqj2iB8LuFdta4EQiyrZFEFXP8ZMYW1fXt1LfOg8gD-6CZXPr5dN8aJulMcnqqylJGcKlBlZZXUtEEB9Fsb/s400/10C-Leaderfoot+1959+JD.jpg" width="400" /></span></b></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span>Steam train crossing the Leaderfoot Viaduct, c. 1959. </span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span> </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span>Photograph by the late Rev. John Duncan of Earlston </span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYImtaJSJNh9jofWG2C3TQeifZLiBT-j3VvUDB8hh1ua6ONPuzwFCANKNUIBWoOQWdcUlcS0VIZQqKuik0ex4oRTTYFAZFxnVxb5wznd-5NwOqq6yh3ynXy-KwSN27vzfx9JdTSPBcbUPaBvXSfGFpzidHJ5K_Hsj2tZ98WXEVqWjrA3XQRN1dx-HBfW8w/s481/Leaderfoot%20Refletions,%20WRI.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="481" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYImtaJSJNh9jofWG2C3TQeifZLiBT-j3VvUDB8hh1ua6ONPuzwFCANKNUIBWoOQWdcUlcS0VIZQqKuik0ex4oRTTYFAZFxnVxb5wznd-5NwOqq6yh3ynXy-KwSN27vzfx9JdTSPBcbUPaBvXSfGFpzidHJ5K_Hsj2tZ98WXEVqWjrA3XQRN1dx-HBfW8w/w400-h300/Leaderfoot%20Refletions,%20WRI.jpg" width="400" />]</a></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYImtaJSJNh9jofWG2C3TQeifZLiBT-j3VvUDB8hh1ua6ONPuzwFCANKNUIBWoOQWdcUlcS0VIZQqKuik0ex4oRTTYFAZFxnVxb5wznd-5NwOqq6yh3ynXy-KwSN27vzfx9JdTSPBcbUPaBvXSfGFpzidHJ5K_Hsj2tZ98WXEVqWjrA3XQRN1dx-HBfW8w/s481/Leaderfoot%20Refletions,%20WRI.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black; font-size: small;">L</span><span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;">eaderfoot viaduct today - a favourite spot for walkers & cyclists</span></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span> </span></span></b></p>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span style="color: #990000;">Below two railway cartoons </span><span>f</span>eature in the <a href="https://auldearlston.blogspot.co.uk">Auld Earlston </a>postcard collection. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>These are not, however, original to Earlston, but penned by Fife born artist Martin
Anderson (1854-1932) - you will see his pseudonym signature of Cynicus at the foot
of each card. </span><span>Many of his railway cartoons were overprinted
with different captions and town names, as here. </span></span></b></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbXRu66LIg0lQRAAhxpNlGmK5Hqw4Mgzzc7N2Znb6HLugIVVYrlzmB2he-ezR0j6BfbiZegRnC5_7RbXKgOfoiynWaTD0J-TFGJiTjNj03RBs_6rVihS-73oEvByVD8D3MJTQZJuA4Z7L-/s400/19-Our+local+express+Cynicus+%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /><span> </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><i><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></b></p></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><img border="0" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvw7TrOQQ3b2CiCFyUepO0zPNnQparo3kxcW7PvKHFmuyhgilQoOAxM-sgfJQioIXG-J-XBrfO2mzGCXh1vERpoF6mzjKBrPCgc979pnNjElgxV5M4kaubpCmTKfnia3jOXLBSISG60Tk/s400/19-Our+local+express+Cynicus+%25282%2529.jpg" width="400" /></span></span></b></div><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b><div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><i><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US"><span> </span> </span></span></i></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><br /></span></b><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span style="color: #990000;">Two prominent visitors through the Earlston station</span> were <span style="color: black;">Prime Minister Asquith in 1908 </span> to make a speech in Earlston, and in <a href="http://auldearlston.blogspot.co.uk/2015/04/gen-eisenhower-visits-polish-soliders.html"><span style="color: black;">1944 General Eisenhower </span> </a>to inspect the Polish tank regiment stationed in the village in training for D-Day.</span></span></b><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgekBi1u4vtFl2gaBJJBq1S6aeAihxt8MRHj8Kk5z4JJYrYxcndioQhmRWHzdKF0kdBkyYrLv2MUPTc6nzEiQMbA3UdadaorvK0rANDRqnlSCebT-CvHH-yVZHqqzlccLJJNQsPjExVt72/w252-h400/PM+Visit1908+-+Party+Leaving+Station.jpg" width="252" /></span></b></div><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span><img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK7DT5GEOPmdF_T0LExo58QDDMjw-TEIoUeDJyCivZzGv37wqNsjwPpMEcF33ZCtgtxUSwd22ESVKSgrkizR4RFZy-w2q2nt9wNcPGS1M1ulVj_MrodwUbNE4mVQZasvwruE8IZS5X7zGJ/s1600/87+1944+GENERAL+EISENHOWER+AT+EARLSTON+STATION.jpg" width="400" /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><br /></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span style="color: #990000;">The Demise - </span> The
Berwickshire Railway line was never a busy one, with roughly equal
traffic of goods and passengers. In Earlston, coal was brought in and
stone from the local quarry taken out, with agricultural produce and
livestock the mainstays of business.</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="295" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVvcoXA2k2o08Pu8ch8DOdQIe2lzIYE3y0PkyT3S7PjlqjklshyphenhyphenbDt4kEqSwNv_Zn7HBlP2kiv63Y843N6swWtprTBMNmEp3NS2EuenONTtB6ftjeKmLDLATFgwfF1uj6nLBZE68fwO-FH/s400/Earlston+Station+in+winter+1947+BT.jpg.jpg" width="400" /><span style="font-size: small;"><span><i><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><u><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US"> Clearing snow at Earlston Station in the notoriously bad winter of 1947 <br /></span></span></span></span></u></span></b></div></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>Devastating floods across Berwickshire in August 1948 meant that passenger services were suspended, due to
parts of the trackbed being washed away. Repairs were never fully
carried out and only freight services continued on part of the line. <br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>Closure came without ceremony on 16th July 1965 - marking the end of
the 102 year old line of the Berwickshire Railway through Earlston. <br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJECCOKL7MoqG2izn1xVoaTvBmImNHCKA6RbVAhyphenhyphenkLofLVqdjhKyHOqqEQETSIDIHv6CM8IoH_ZYzv6WuPH9FkbGLIFguNZfx1t9Rb-aMebce23USCK0voJmBl8-zzTdnNrX2gcqU0b-Cc/s1600/RAILWAY+Level+Crossing.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJECCOKL7MoqG2izn1xVoaTvBmImNHCKA6RbVAhyphenhyphenkLofLVqdjhKyHOqqEQETSIDIHv6CM8IoH_ZYzv6WuPH9FkbGLIFguNZfx1t9Rb-aMebce23USCK0voJmBl8-zzTdnNrX2gcqU0b-Cc/s320/RAILWAY+Level+Crossing.jpg" width="317" /></a></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span> Closing the level crossing gates. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> <img border="0" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWJTtlUhkU_01M5422nO9WKGHLeuBk06rmXWsozIBQhCKqBfATjiqhhm4bPcARG85WZQytqP4BMcMQqsgeE2ftqDSnRfdX97wvNH7320czgq8kCpjWa5a4ObiSU3MveZiBLAPllC67Qzh5/s400/002+11++LAST+TRAIN+FROM+EARLSTON.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /></span></b></td></tr>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span> </span></i><span> </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span>The last train through Earlston Station - July 1965. </span></span></b></div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span>On
the left is the train's fireman; on the right the couple who worked
the level crossing; with their young son in the arms of the
stationmaster. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span>Copyright <span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;"><span lang="EN-US">© </span></span></span></span><span> Bruce McCartney. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span> All Rights Reserved, <br /></span></span></b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span>at </span><span><a href="http://www.geoffspages.co.uk/monorail/bmcc01.htm">http://www.geoffspages.co.uk/monorail/bmcc01.htm </a></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>Gate today at the former level crossing cottage. <br /></span></span></b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQYtRsScJu1ogFRI46KoiTrbtLbK8M36VGxjYmrMcqBaO_nga5m-_MmgAhAXZVu3JLfLiGeuqzR-52lxgnVSVbdvFhKvAw-s512dBx0M0dYokFBEwRmOGe-V13aCxUI8jakzIWI1uFE6w/s1600/Engine+Sign.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: arial; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a></b>
<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHe5TX3SNHZmIGHDsnoCy6J16U1UrsXGl84tEtDPFVjHZdh4FsnyuWBZcngi6f6RJ24JCO1gSrRT4RH46fbqWD0wVrKo28FfQLLTwmDesFeeqzAqALj4R4Z258FYIMWi_I0WrnrbyzjaD/s1600/Engine+Gate+Red.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHe5TX3SNHZmIGHDsnoCy6J16U1UrsXGl84tEtDPFVjHZdh4FsnyuWBZcngi6f6RJ24JCO1gSrRT4RH46fbqWD0wVrKo28FfQLLTwmDesFeeqzAqALj4R4Z258FYIMWi_I0WrnrbyzjaD/w285-h226/Engine+Gate+Red.jpg" width="285" /> </a></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span></b></div>
<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqscgJyBm0PVZuVoNZF2sPCpBxeXS22FVszYptz90PwqUEl4tDX4euvxbc7WssrWtvrLmRVHUcdOX4k5SJqEFwY65YM54kTIkmn8lu7XPn63nIFcmCSycVATr3HlekzfLo70fh-S3rk7RQ/s1600/Rail+Line+at+Gordon.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqscgJyBm0PVZuVoNZF2sPCpBxeXS22FVszYptz90PwqUEl4tDX4euvxbc7WssrWtvrLmRVHUcdOX4k5SJqEFwY65YM54kTIkmn8lu7XPn63nIFcmCSycVATr3HlekzfLo70fh-S3rk7RQ/s400/Rail+Line+at+Gordon.jpg" width="300" /> </a></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;">The overgrown railway track - now a popular walkway. </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span>Cathy Chick, and Bruce McCartny</span></i></span></b></div></div></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></div></div></div><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><i> </i></span></span></b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;">
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<p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span style="color: #800180;"><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span><span>S</span></span></a><span><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/"><span>epia Saturday </span></a></span></span><span style="color: black;">gives an opportunity for genealogy bloggers </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> to share their family history and memories through photographs.</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXu-7KBNA9owRsFq1I-kEUk7hrun5_kJcXFXeoto7CcUYyozOzUToLtxY0BDHrBxkOGHfwlKjz4WlACRzRp-7NCAX8sWG_o2-uL4b1t4rXnW0pssjL3I3r_FUsbu5Uc9EQKv1VwEdHVX2ijX3v-psZm8Sfej3ng_DfjrafVoQnzgcaB8m8HhSf6Ji0F4J/s320/2401264sepia.jpeg" width="320" /><span><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> <br /></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2024/03/sepia-saturday-713-2-march-2024.html">HERE</a> to see other bloggers at work. </span></span></span></span></b></p></div><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #990000;"><i> </i></span></span></b></p>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-4379543479876380452024-02-18T11:20:00.007+00:002024-03-03T18:48:50.379+00:00Eating Out is Fun -Sepia Saturday <p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><i>Continuing this month's </i></span></span></span></b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #800180;">S<a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/">epia Saturday </a></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><i>"Fun" theme, I look back at memories of Eating Out. </i></span></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_1Mfn67koR4T5WY_6NRoYGstFj673mvWJU7Og-DBHyZ3IJjoOpBnOryUIGxQFnrASdEbgs7ssv07teT0lH7AjbLQHRXm2pHX4ydOPA68RA6l5H0b4WVjRTkl2pBWcbfcAWbqNG65ZiVtn/w277-h320/Chatres+sign.jpg" width="277" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><i>Restaurant sign in Chartres, France. </i></span><span><i><br /></i></span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>I
cannot remember ever as a child going for a meal to a cafe or
restaurant. I grew up in the 1950's and we simply never ate out. I
don't think we were unusual - people just did not do it, when you could
eat at home. </span><br /></span></span></b>
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</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">We lived
then in the north west seaside resort of Blackpool, so there was an
abundance of cafes and fish & chip shops - but they were there for
visitors, not for us. My only memory is of a regular Saturday afternoon
trip with my mother into town to meet my Aunt Edith at a cafe that specialised in icecream from the local Palatine Dairy. </span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"> <img border="0" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_SstRIiLWAC3V2eM9-PFC7oZXRpdyVwwHApknZ-6h-66gaM_OHTT_aEht-KVTvfeOwdFjy8v9u9JZZpFhyKVNq76Xe5mfm1M4NpUPhyIFafRfyJ7khmO22aeWTjXpUyTGDnzqg4xaAVt/w400-h270/Blackpool+Tower.jpg" width="400" /><br />
</p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <i> Blackpool with its famous tower. <br /></i></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">In my
early teens we moved to York, and again I have no recollections in my teenage years of
eating out. This must have been the time of the coffee bar culture, but
that passed me by, and at weekends I met friends at my home or theirs. There was no "just hanging out". </span></span></b></p>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">By
my late teens we were living in Edinburgh and I remember going for a
birthday treat with my mother to the Chocolate House (long since gone)
on Princes Street. (I remain a chocoholic!). There was also the tea
room with my mother at PT's (Patrick Thomson's) department store on the North Bridge,
where it was all very genteel with soft music playing and waitresses in black dresses and lace pinnies serving you. </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">I<span> </span></span><span style="color: #990000;">suppose my first experience of eating out must have been school dinners - not much fun! <br /></span></span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNF2jGFSEGVkJNcWM5ziwaWUhY8q-dRGFGOju3uDNqKLIVV0mm2Hx1zNXUaqRPGq1eTlEp7W4283ll046DhPIdoFD7vbXOR1YPFdWZtktsh7Usbj-5Da4k0eE3GYHIQIDWhn9GZI5nsHN/w226-h320/Sch+Un.jpg" width="226" /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: arial; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">Like
most people I hated them, especially the fatty meat, liver, red
cabbage, sprouts and anything with hot milk such as custard and the milk
puddings - rice, tapioca (nicknamed frog spawn or fish eye pud!) and
semolina where I tried to eke out the miserable spoonful of jam
to disguise the awful taste. Also among my dislikes, soggy bread
& butter pudding and Queen's pudding (apart from the meringue
topping), Menus did not seem to change much over my 13 years of school
life. Fly pie (current slices), was my favourite. The idea of taking a packed lunch, as now was never considered</span><span style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: arial; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">Moving to Scotland introduced me to haggis neeps & tatties (haggis with turnips and potatoes) and a chip butty, (chips in a buttered roll) and kilted sausages (sausages wrapped in streaky bacon. </span></b></span><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">s an impoverished student, a lived off beans and chips </span></span></b></div>
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as the cheapest item on the refectory </span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">menu. Meeting friends, </span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">we would
go to a a Wimpy Bar and make one coca-cola drink last all evening.</span></span></b><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">Now
eating out is one of our great regular pleasures, not just for special
occasions such as birthdays, wedding anniversaries or family visits,
but to enjoy a relaxing lunch in a pub, bistro or country house hotel. </span></span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></span></b></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjhY1w6hwR8vugk8PwI7AlyfavSBPhHNlwslRn797RIJO_7sZMsUz3HVB6LVU8Aja17S-k-aG3-XGJryi1iNKfZL7-zedH6q9hK0EJ7FS6i3kCJureSgusmP7fcC3wy_ulLyxuOPaJR3i/w400-h258/Burts.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Burts Hotel in the historic abbey town of Melrose, five miles from my home. </i></span></b></span></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Eating
out on holidays abroad is extra special, especially if it is out of
doors (we don't get much chance of that in Scotland). <br /></span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJYTqmw8ynUk_fVxGwg-bla2zP9nGoLlD8iWvr0wQdqU2bkWpgxuRQ_NDxjVICHuCUXSBM8kpVrxCcfc4buCo7yKjjlAH7U-OZV2xgm0ojqLN1HHg-IMJ76y6J9pYgDBJD69aPlyRZbJdU8ctNnY0L42BAW0chpnJms4SFLItPag83g-z8TuclaKZZc39/s567/REst.%20Sign.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="350" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJYTqmw8ynUk_fVxGwg-bla2zP9nGoLlD8iWvr0wQdqU2bkWpgxuRQ_NDxjVICHuCUXSBM8kpVrxCcfc4buCo7yKjjlAH7U-OZV2xgm0ojqLN1HHg-IMJ76y6J9pYgDBJD69aPlyRZbJdU8ctNnY0L42BAW0chpnJms4SFLItPag83g-z8TuclaKZZc39/w248-h400/REst.%20Sign.jpg" width="248" /></a></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>A restaurant sign in Poland. <br /></i></span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="border-bottom-color: currentcolor; border-bottom: medium none; border-color: currentcolor; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-style: none; border-top: medium none; border-width: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">We are
extremely partial in Bavaria and Austria. to visiting <i>"Konditorei"</i> (the equivalent to French patisseries) .</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><span>A sign at our hotel in Berchtesgarten. Bavaria. </span></i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">I was an avid reader in my early teens of the Chalet Scghool stories, set in the Austrian Tyrol where having <i>"Kaffee und Kuchen"</i>
seemed to be a favourite phrase. It was not until I learned German at
school that I realised the correct pronunciation - "und" was "unt" and
the ch in Kuchen was as in "lo<span style="color: #990000;">ch</span>" not as in "</span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">ch</span>ips" </span></span></b>
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></div><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">By
the time we went to Austria on holiday I could order from the amazing selection of
delicious cakes and pastries at the Cafe/Konditorei Zauner, founded in
1832 in the spa town of Bad Ischl, It more than met my expectations of
an elegant, old fashioned Viennese style cafe. </span></span></b></div>
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ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-10147372434896082092024-02-10T13:10:00.005+00:002024-03-03T18:45:54.591+00:00Having Fun Down the Generations - Sepia Saurday <p></p><p></p><p></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Continuing this month's Sepia Saturday theme of Fun, I take a look at Fun Down the Generations - from my granddaugher to her ggg grandfather . </span></span></i></b></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-vvoG2HRj2LOtE5qm5qEWU52i870xiYaha4BRNse76Pb3DTdMbwR42J15260A1yg9-N773Kqd3W__qKnX_DjONA3r8NLNqNaJmdL5PyjdzmngtdD3qGTnZOGnKMbUSzUFpuvXYI4R5M_apDJF8x_R9ea1yHH9ZujzJoHkBhRFdTGlPgJoynE0h5o1uSQ/s600/On%20Swing.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="412" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-vvoG2HRj2LOtE5qm5qEWU52i870xiYaha4BRNse76Pb3DTdMbwR42J15260A1yg9-N773Kqd3W__qKnX_DjONA3r8NLNqNaJmdL5PyjdzmngtdD3qGTnZOGnKMbUSzUFpuvXYI4R5M_apDJF8x_R9ea1yHH9ZujzJoHkBhRFdTGlPgJoynE0h5o1uSQ/w275-h400/On%20Swing.jpg" width="275" /></a></span></i></b></div><p><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Granddaughter having fun on the swings in the park - the nearest photo I have to this week's prompt fairground image.</span></span><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIPtSXa7DKTuUrs3573bA225u3K_8IIOFAfLk4TyXUz7cTj58aFmmaMk0rFW1EYq2whUdtITcSdixgPOBuPZhqIYqkHpN6n11lu86m8r_aibJ0qq6QoefPlJ3-ToAdO71PXLuTsV-eXsCH/s400/In+Box+2.jpg" width="275" /><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Christmas Day - but there is as much fun in the box as with the presents - a photograph I could not find when I was looking for it for an earlier recent prompt. </span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="374" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMr_ULhdaX6WHzI1-pUN5AZRjtfNk8j-NmqIAgIveRO9p7u9j7nh7HiKs1Jn41rZMEBJemsXBGE62qQr9HuHvB5bxwV8fex22mo0ICKLKAx71nZcJfcIbI4S2EDe67lEgRnLmhCZylab7/w249-h400/Jumping+2.jpg" width="249" /><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">u</span></span></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> <i>J</i></span></span></b><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">umping for Joy! Granddaughter never happier than when jumping, climbing, or running. </span></b></span><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></i></b></p><p><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTC1CEs5YOzPIe1p1CkV6i45vhVAX4MsICAesOF4c1GJ4hnXFT1Lk7FkO2kN_8SACMsI45ymSTIU5PxqdXyGl5SxrCEG3YL98pnjUuUF7PylqewXFMnIXVLMYlhPxkt0o4_JD9YsIyVgVFk21nIC4_6Aek58W8j7KtOOeGAE87gmUnk1GdHLFjZpxLcup/s384/Hermitage%20Castle.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="384" data-original-width="382" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTC1CEs5YOzPIe1p1CkV6i45vhVAX4MsICAesOF4c1GJ4hnXFT1Lk7FkO2kN_8SACMsI45ymSTIU5PxqdXyGl5SxrCEG3YL98pnjUuUF7PylqewXFMnIXVLMYlhPxkt0o4_JD9YsIyVgVFk21nIC4_6Aek58W8j7KtOOeGAE87gmUnk1GdHLFjZpxLcup/w398-h400/Hermitage%20Castle.jpg" width="398" /></a></span></i></b></div><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></i></b><p></p><p></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><p><b style="color: #990000;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <i> <b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Daughter having fun. playing hide and seek at Hermitage Castle in the Scottish Borders </span></span></b></i></p><b><i></i></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqfnNaU00oDO4h3w94nEgrEap9ztalShPpO-hqiw6Iz-AB4Ah11P8iFfZuFcSj4YqlsOnfVchWS5doz88DUFmz6UH6XeKjBFYlv0X_IGJEIV4IpK1qkaOeN7QVULj7ARL1HpuuJmjnzgP/s320/Hills+are+Alive+2+.jpg" width="320" /><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> <br /></span></span></i></b></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>Winter Fun on a misty hill as daughter and her Dad enact "The Hills Are Alive" - look at that nifty footwork! </b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Our dog has dashed out of the picture at this sight - </span><span style="font-family: arial;">spot the red dog lead around my husband. c.1990's. </span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj32GRJY1Jm1zw9aRK6JoVeL1bosFDTUldEG8HZ0VaSLB3QtkEosyoGuiGycpQn-57yf50B-cVNLEvqmMgQRQWMCpbbHpdwRLL-6HtAP6xngu1t-01r87suRF_-nhkRG4HRo71cHNUbBCdM7Dq80LqgfehF8RL_ysm7dAtI3FImnafzfbcrbpk5sJYu58TC/s600/staining%20gala.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="600" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj32GRJY1Jm1zw9aRK6JoVeL1bosFDTUldEG8HZ0VaSLB3QtkEosyoGuiGycpQn-57yf50B-cVNLEvqmMgQRQWMCpbbHpdwRLL-6HtAP6xngu1t-01r87suRF_-nhkRG4HRo71cHNUbBCdM7Dq80LqgfehF8RL_ysm7dAtI3FImnafzfbcrbpk5sJYu58TC/w400-h281/staining%20gala.jpg" width="400" /></a></b></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>I loved playing at dressing up. T<span>he Village Gala was the focal event of the calendar where we lived. All the surrounding villages had
the their annual gala day, when the local band led the Rose Queen in
procession with her maids of honour and retinue to a field where she was
crowned Queen by some local worthy, followed by dancing displays
games, stalls, craft competitions, refreshment tents - and sports. </span></b><i><b><span><br /></span></b></i></span></span>
</p><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span>Here is a picture of the junior dancers at the Gala Day at Staining, near Blackpool, Lancashire around 1950, and I
am the little girl kneeling on the left of the front row. . </span></b><i><b><span><br /></span></b></i></span></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></b></span></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuPBAN4ThV1mgzxOsmNgRg5jgkPTQEgAudZUGb45zYZtTWo4toNarRWto8JHr3fAzNjEQNU0bPOSzkunAC5tLaDAaB9jLFwzmCl4qwu8droUVE79Y3OMh1Bzs1Z02cy1-YWLlPi2nFkcyzOkBwdPDLqXEImYs44lL0zzld0YEtgpTxcu900cgInkLdFoRh/s400/Biergarten.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="275" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuPBAN4ThV1mgzxOsmNgRg5jgkPTQEgAudZUGb45zYZtTWo4toNarRWto8JHr3fAzNjEQNU0bPOSzkunAC5tLaDAaB9jLFwzmCl4qwu8droUVE79Y3OMh1Bzs1Z02cy1-YWLlPi2nFkcyzOkBwdPDLqXEImYs44lL0zzld0YEtgpTxcu900cgInkLdFoRh/w275-h400/Biergarten.jpg" width="275" /></a></b></span></i></div><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> </b></span></i><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Much older - enjoying a drink in a Munich Beer Garden in Bavaria, Germany. </span></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga14RGX0dalPh5tgl4_6ngK7HUQs-xSg2S1zUEufDrJfH-9LmipVFrv63ujvQZy_AFs073u6nOkh7FlbcCjCb7vDbIRzn7kUQeyMYB_wpLfkGWYMTzqfD4MI-iR3UL8b8xKshC4_wFvu3G/w400-h306/Mum+in+costume.jpg" width="400" /><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><i> </i></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>
</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>I</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span> first saw this photograph amongst papers after my mother's death. She is the second
figure in from the left - looking very trim and elegant in that boyish
costume. </span></span></span></span></b></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span> </span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>But what are they dressed up
for? There is a clue on the back - with the name of a photographer in
Stirling (Scotland). That means it was taken after 1961 when we moved
north from England. </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span> </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>I do know that Mum went to Stirling to take part
in some regional events for the Townswomen's Guild - or was it WRI
(Women's Rural Institute) - and these clearly are all women. Was it a
play? Mum was never interested in acting and I cannot see
her delivering lines in a play. But she enjoyed singing and joined a
choir wherever we lived. So was it a choral performance? Italian
or Spanish, judging by the costumes? Is that a bride & groom in the
centre with the "priest" alongsid? Gilbert & Sullivan's
<i>"Gondoliers"</i> came to mind, but there are no gondolier hats. I shall
never know! But it shows you are never too old to enjoy dressing up </span></span></span></b></span></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIZl4pdVm8JPs92nVA8UvJCUHfRTFN8cHAbhyphenhyphenBjVACFNZGFBaqoQDxKIHmmda2c5PxZGa0ZeLrvpCpHEKazllpC0u06utYjTylNvvjqdHIFul-U1_OIqJDMgWMX48WhoWvQRM3x-Luuc2OrpiK2y6GGf3Sm3NlG_BZivc8hUfmJlJcdxmOu8GFkDDLUMiL/s600/Mum%20and%20AE%20,jpg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="327" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIZl4pdVm8JPs92nVA8UvJCUHfRTFN8cHAbhyphenhyphenBjVACFNZGFBaqoQDxKIHmmda2c5PxZGa0ZeLrvpCpHEKazllpC0u06utYjTylNvvjqdHIFul-U1_OIqJDMgWMX48WhoWvQRM3x-Luuc2OrpiK2y6GGf3Sm3NlG_BZivc8hUfmJlJcdxmOu8GFkDDLUMiL/w217-h400/Mum%20and%20AE%20,jpg.jpg" width="217" /></a></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;">My mother , Kathleen Danson (standing) playing with her sister, my aunt Edith in the garden, c.1913. <br /></span></i></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6-i1a6kFNiW1Eg9uFuxdtk2yoW1_jmunI_bvX_h7Rgjz2nEKuShGjKM9EaD8KCxt0CS-ttcRfPv8xUWwYkRyNt9I0qSzyB7K-bHQ-BEJOxbl2XM_PgMnHh0OLqc1HBzWASqBBCOe-_Tu4/w400-h262/Dad+-+Football+Team.jpg" width="400" /></span><i><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"> </span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">M<b>y father, John Weston is on the right of the middle row, </b></span></span></i></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
father John Percy Weston (1912-2003) had written down for me the
memories of his early life in Broseley, near Ironbridge, Shropshire. </span></b></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span>
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<b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">"I<i>
was mad keen on soccer, so much so that I had a trial at Birmingham with
the English schoolboys. Then I found out that two directors from
Birmingham Football Club came to see Dad and Mum to sign me on for the
junior team - they refused, saying I was too young to be away from
home. I was not told about this until later and sulked for a month!</i></span></b></div><div style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;">
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;">But
a bit of glory followed, when my school team entered a cup competition.
I was vice-captain and we got to the final - and won the cup, the
first ever for Broseley."</span></i></span></b></div>
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><i></i></span><br /></b><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Apparently
a photograph was taken of the team's success, but no pictures of my
father's early life passed down the family. </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Unfortunately I only
had a broad indication of the year i.e. 1926 for the event, which made tracing it
in local newspapers difficult. I
contacted Broseley Historical Society who put my enquiry on their online
newsletter. I am delighted to say I heard from three members of
the society with more personal memories - and even better have a
photograph of the winning football team, with my father on the middle
row right. </span></b><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">This is the earliest photograph I have of my father and I am so grateful to the Society for<span style="font-size: medium;"> it. </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgv3Y_NxdXIKR9IcwL1_ZeAXl-9xDLQAbhnmHB1gshc0Zmt11tFtJGoBDBN9bGZUVoB-zUiMFpzZpeostyFz1QfI5QWKfJnoCD1tR6Dg8MZBM3T6ctdd_ZbDisQapmZHy9zgHfzbykKVG/w236-h400/Grandad+Scot.jpg" width="236" /><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"> <br /></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Some humour even in war time </span></span></span></span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;">- as illustrated by the photograph of my grandfather William Danson, that shows the </span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">camaraderie that could exist amongst soldiers in World War One. <br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: black;"><span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">The photo
intrigued me when I first saw it as a child.
There was no Scottish connections at all on my mother's side of the family, so
why was Granddad wearing a kilt and a tammie? </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">The
story was that he became friendly
with some Scottish soldiers, and as a laugh he had dressed up in one of
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">This is the only photograph I have of my great grandfather James Danson (1852-1906), the bearded figure on the left, sitting
merrily in the ancient stocks at Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. By all accounts of his
family, he was a bit of a ne'er do well, but clearly having fun in what
could well be a staged photogra</span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">ph. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">************* <br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> </i></span></span></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #800180;">S<a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/">epia Saturday </a></span>gives an opportunity for genealogy bloggers </span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span></span></span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> to share their family history and memories through photographs.</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5caN7du8ez-0Y4oLMYRpFFScBD5oVAFID0MKoOkYvidoBQeHG76rHSPg0dIPHUQ-m7qo5EuUlKLT2A0yyAt72uqHFu7u-KAKlgXyObxKQBVhEwtnb64B2xp5CjNRQbbmsrYhnppmxIrhzb8jH65yNOVyK06maM01FCpQcP6VxuQO1vXfELbKs11NBlUmX/w320-h320/2401060sepia.jpeg" width="320" /></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i> Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2024/02/sepia-saturday-710-10th-february-2024.html">HERE </a>to see </i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><i><span>how other Sepia Saturday blogger </span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><i><span>have related their family stories for this week</span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">
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the left, wearing the cloche hat is my husband's Great Aunt Pat, beside
her daughter Annette - with unknown friends. Judging by the fashions
and the age of Annette, it was most likely taken in the late 1920's
on the beach at Margate in Kent, where the family lived. </span></span></b></span></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2ugcEoirAcaz4I8Dj73M6jAtaUHmIH8LqUbZl1Gt-DnyD3lP8yjyn9Xb7FaCRz9vXC-EeFswtzqnF8zmLcBBSKuo73m_e55AifdzorRYiOut0HX6ymY49oQMfSRbxti7cvjyJNdkcn0D9/s400/Susan+%2525+Dad+1945+-+3.jpg" width="298" /> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><b> I was born in Blackpool, Lancashire on the north west coast of England,</b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> <span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>Here - the earliest picture of me enjoying the beach. I reckon this was taken June 1945, as my father here<i> </i><i>was</i><i> </i>in uniform. I know that he had leave between marking VE Day in G<span style="color: #990000;">e</span>rmany and then being poste</span>d to the Far East where the war with Japan was ongoing. </span></span></b></span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcp62Sm-TAqZH3lA6GoBmZ2ZaTLyURdEWCt6Stm_FbwImX2Qn3zyqO-l1BxATlYeVjC9VYYZoWfFghf-ZZsExHletUKru2U1jDskEz3olJW6_EGTM-nBYRQd_5hSZFKuFmdzW2W0Zwys7q/s400/Susan+%2526+Dad+1945+-1.jpg" width="276" /></span></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><i>Toddling along with Daddy - on an unusually quiet beach. </i></b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b>Our
own family holidays were taken in Bournemouth on the south coast of
England, where a great friend of my mother ran a small hotel. All the
ingredients of traditional 1950's seaside fun were there - setting up
deckchairs, playing on the beach, making sandcastles, eating icecreams taking donkey
rides, exploring rock pools. </b></span></span></p>
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my mother. Every summer she made me a new sun dress and I remember
this one in green & white p'polka dots with the bolero. </span></span></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnZ-JJKSGD2zAACWEkgjf6mwcYbc25vPN3xz-3tUeFGmVGfkJmQTD1AY2Je1iza9zIhOpukSK4uDSgEBAQYaMtOPe7V6juGYIzl9OTkt-W5YCfi38t2jatqsFXSLYGCuDE-yUOMQbXyYk6/s320/Beach+Hol..jpg" width="215" /><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;">It must be a
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: Norma l;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;">Digging
holes with my brother. <i> </i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Y</span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;">ou can tell this must be the 1950’s - those were the days before the anti-<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">smoking </span> campaigns and my father is happy to enjoy his cigarette</span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;">, long before he ditched the habit. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;">Goodness knows why I was I wearing a
hated rubber swimming cap, as I could barely swim at this stage? </span></span></span></span></span> I suppose to keep dry my long hair <span>which was </span> usually in plaits</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></b></span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span> </span></b></span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl7IXIo-hd8lw_T3lCwsbxTZ5uteqNpVJHeQNhjEcI24gwUCJpV3RQ0CQxHjR_OwkyUB7YteCseFsR1UUSWJ8PDO1fvlcsCE7wy4szpkBMSOCEFGZCYstyWwLm5Ga2bdHEE9D_CA3_biNk/s1600/Chris+%2526+Dad+1952.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl7IXIo-hd8lw_T3lCwsbxTZ5uteqNpVJHeQNhjEcI24gwUCJpV3RQ0CQxHjR_OwkyUB7YteCseFsR1UUSWJ8PDO1fvlcsCE7wy4szpkBMSOCEFGZCYstyWwLm5Ga2bdHEE9D_CA3_biNk/w286-h400/Chris+%2526+Dad+1952.jpg" width="286" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">I<b> can remember when the weather was miserable, and Dad took us onto the
beach where we had fun making shelters out of the deckchairs. Or we took
a walk along the cliff tops - the Chimes, and collected pine cones to
take home and decorate for Christmas. </b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">
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duller days too, we walked along the promenade for an ice cream or went into
the park and played in the stream that ran through it - the usual
result was my brother fell in the water and my mother knew always to
take spare clothing. At night the trees in the park were decorated with
fairy lights t</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">hat made it magical. </span></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My abiding memory was of one of a happy family time. </span></b></span></span></div>
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USA, travelling aboard the Cunard liner "Sylvania" from New York,
calling at Boston and Cobh, Ireland, before reaching Liverpool. The ship, small
by today's cruise ship standards, was very quiet and I was lucky to get a
cramped 4 berth cabin all to myself. Goodness knows how four of us could manage in the space short of perching on our bunk bed. </span></span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>Commercial jet planes services were hitting
the transatlantic scheduled shipping and the Liverpool-New York sailings were
axed in November after my return. </span></span></span></span></span>But <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>I enjoyed this experience and
had my first glimpse of Ireland with dawn over Cobh. </span></span></span></span></span></b><br /> <b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>*********<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl7IXIo-hd8lw_T3lCwsbxTZ5uteqNpVJHeQNhjEcI24gwUCJpV3RQ0CQxHjR_OwkyUB7YteCseFsR1UUSWJ8PDO1fvlcsCE7wy4szpkBMSOCEFGZCYstyWwLm5Ga2bdHEE9D_CA3_biNk/s1600/Chris+%2526+Dad+1952.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCbWpbcXvL_UylxgruxmlvXKxF9nzhwGH0MipSGSk4_Y4vUl0xSSY09-s5R7oRPlbCfYfH5YaPluoNULM693S7E7Lm03VLPFzBdHRJowG2xYWqr7lvmuDtw7abdEIw5j1p9umwNk3otBn_/s400/Gillian+on+donkey.jpg" width="400" /> </a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">My
daughter (in the middle) enjoying a donkey ride on Blackpool beach.
This was taken in Blackpool in the school October half term holiday, so
not exactly summery. </span></span></b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">**************</span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1140" data-original-width="1500" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5i0ELzwAmfiavmFOZ42O7xFQVoauBHN4BhHc6jzTNBuPxVgeFWey4o0Q-GSd2OPxul2L_o4mORgOELdquWfIjZa5JQtZaaXv6GhsCDvuFzxneJpwRQC2Q17aMJ7ZDRMlR-LMbIerWQ7_QyI3PuiCeuro_a3djdPgg6olKeXosesrA5pRd9OxFeKEmFQQn/w400-h304/olleen%20on%20beach%20,jpg.jpg" width="400" /><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Husband with our second cocker spaniel, Coleen on the beach at Beadnell, in Northumberland. </span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" data-original-height="495" data-original-width="576" height="344" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi4dCOOjbJK79PM_DV9ydcwBYXSXZsM93oCOcUaGLpRU2qef8UsAeK5_UR3XIqMOOtmB_eUpezHNInpv4KRTEdhtFZCfXwoUE0ClSnIxYtUawaHD1O8YP3oazHgEnHn1zmyIH7v8o5gI2a/w400-h344/Iona+Gale..jpg" width="400" /><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> <br /></i></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span> </span></b></span></span></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b><span><span>We are still
laughing, despite a gale blowing as we shelter from the sea on the
Atlantic coast on the Isle of Iona of the west coast of Scotland with our last pet Casmir. <br /></span></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span> </span></span></b></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiTFxx47j2pNS5mGQbl3aqajhDk5k-Hs8LNSMVokTvEU4iAoISfxDc0Y0mGLVgLr2EEarxp_6IefMfu_qmrqbllHxughH8ZzfHgef7iGY9Pm7Nhm9ODAk3b3xpUb50buYYW6CXdgseEqXz/s400/Iona+Beach+3.jpg" width="400" /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b><span><span> </span></span></b></i></span></span><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <i>Here is my daughter on a beach which we had to ourselves </i></span></span></b></span></div>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> on the Isle of Iona July 2016. <br /></i></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1zHKUBcsoT8ibuC5SLdUzE6nooGemlcYis5N8rYbUad4lt703ZONps8QSFY4riQ49KkvT0K7muQ_E9YdbXF-CztuVY9Rct1JowkCNdcBLcvQELyeJad_epZD45KdB6gqQZ4HcJHuuo9_/s400/Cass+in+he+sea.jpg" width="400" /><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> <br /></i></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b><span><span> </span></span></b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Our dog enjoying the water on Mull, with the ferry to Iona in the background. </span></span></b></span></span></i></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">All Happy Memories of Having Fun!</span></span></b></span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></b></span></span></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></b></span></span></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">************************<br /></span></span></b></span></span></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></b></span></span></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span> </span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><span><b>S</b></span><i><b><span>epia Saturday</span></b></i></a><i><b><span><span> give bloggers an opportunity to share their family history and memories through photographs</span></span></b></i></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> </i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWejExKhVBlmdHAgLY3RX3GGQK7FRexSOO3HI6S3FpWEm6hUQ9cwCOgv7ws1FjF5-52Jy2ghBGeotdi4TnOfrYgsMbWrcMkuo9vlNCFU7pbqMxiTDbHZodEwlExlv22HDiuF9fBVG5m7ShTw7ild2vFmy1NsPhB8HPzMlYvwiss5x-E-hkH_Pcj53c5TUV/w320-h320/2401058sepia.jpeg" width="320" /></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span> </span></b></span></span></i></span></span></div>
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This was the view from our hotel. <br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIb7nCEn4FUL-3LlFN1xx-wmQ_GqQm5_V5WF8958ctMP05G70B34FKUqAC386xLLf0hGFpNNy6T4apk2HruEAjRR68lSDkK78idwS7KiZP_GZn6xdbOUR1zVpSoEeLEtHbkg_qNm2Jt5_SkPMoEpLCAWDKFtKiv0rCiCjL-YjZ5UfA8CtQ_VGel_9uLut8/s534/00063%20St%20Gilgen.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="381" data-original-width="534" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIb7nCEn4FUL-3LlFN1xx-wmQ_GqQm5_V5WF8958ctMP05G70B34FKUqAC386xLLf0hGFpNNy6T4apk2HruEAjRR68lSDkK78idwS7KiZP_GZn6xdbOUR1zVpSoEeLEtHbkg_qNm2Jt5_SkPMoEpLCAWDKFtKiv0rCiCjL-YjZ5UfA8CtQ_VGel_9uLut8/w400-h285/00063%20St%20Gilgen.jpg" width="400" /> </a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;"><img alt="Free Salzburg The City Of Mozart photo and picture" height="256" src="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2021/06/23/06/54/salzburg-6357907_640.jpg" style="max-height: 3205px; max-width: 5000px;" title="Download free HD stock image of Salzburg The City Of Mozart" width="400" /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <b><i>The typical view across to the Castle in Salzburg<br /></i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbpWijMrZ2QmEmRpET159D76fZ7hFHUmrIhol2R5wFxGpBUkwCHhW8e385taw0j8PDUYhJbBbDVyur9idiUgcOQJNqNsbRHO8wIlspw7uR911THunvmT-9eoq_YlIe6y6_m7HKIBKVi1u_tPcpYjJxWpxFS74dUCJJMkasEJlEt06c-GuqOP7EBWUBpiG/s1191/Mirabell%20garden%203%20%201992.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="815" data-original-width="1191" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbpWijMrZ2QmEmRpET159D76fZ7hFHUmrIhol2R5wFxGpBUkwCHhW8e385taw0j8PDUYhJbBbDVyur9idiUgcOQJNqNsbRHO8wIlspw7uR911THunvmT-9eoq_YlIe6y6_m7HKIBKVi1u_tPcpYjJxWpxFS74dUCJJMkasEJlEt06c-GuqOP7EBWUBpiG/w400-h274/Mirabell%20garden%203%20%201992.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-family: arial;">The Mirabel Gardens which feature in the the film </span></b></i> <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img alt="Free Horses Horse-Drawn Carriage photo and picture" height="300" src="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2013/06/05/19/50/horses-116884_640.jpg" style="max-height: 3000px; max-width: 4000px;" title="Download free HD stock image of Horses Horse-Drawn Carriage" width="400" /> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><b>Rest your legs from sightseeing by taking a carriage ride </b></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsGyTTBYRnliW-NLE3u-ThZahb-Vq7cYulBtzJVuvhadqMI21448Ydn8JjEpZ3MiwsBSz4ekFiy8U8rad9brvG4EzpMp4B34m938jq3cu6Doh_GKdss-K1jjCARasMb3rvWUf2XmFuQ4eMQ9AizsJvGFQJrYDDExBAaGIzcAvhebxRo3QYDHgI8_E60WcU/s563/a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="355" data-original-width="563" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsGyTTBYRnliW-NLE3u-ThZahb-Vq7cYulBtzJVuvhadqMI21448Ydn8JjEpZ3MiwsBSz4ekFiy8U8rad9brvG4EzpMp4B34m938jq3cu6Doh_GKdss-K1jjCARasMb3rvWUf2XmFuQ4eMQ9AizsJvGFQJrYDDExBAaGIzcAvhebxRo3QYDHgI8_E60WcU/w400-h253/a.jpg" width="400" /></a></b></i></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i>The centre of Salzburg</i><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b> </b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b></b></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirGGBYcCOyHFaf5pWgR3jV8IpsU8SSZLsSA_prfPgTuESTcczj_ym0eiMPVsHTYs98eNcAZt6_j3xoYiYP52H1acS4se2M_3KNDJSlIGAzzJEXDkGteRuz8W6URxCM3-XEyHfUOjpw99CilveoKj6oQlUzR6vgmUpY03Cgg3QH9o4dDYNp-AEFZ90Gy2F6/s1527/00082%20Schafbergbahn.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1052" data-original-width="1527" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirGGBYcCOyHFaf5pWgR3jV8IpsU8SSZLsSA_prfPgTuESTcczj_ym0eiMPVsHTYs98eNcAZt6_j3xoYiYP52H1acS4se2M_3KNDJSlIGAzzJEXDkGteRuz8W6URxCM3-XEyHfUOjpw99CilveoKj6oQlUzR6vgmUpY03Cgg3QH9o4dDYNp-AEFZ90Gy2F6/w400-h275/00082%20Schafbergbahn.jpg" width="400" /></a></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>T<span style="font-family: arial;">he Schlafbergbahn - the cog railway up into the mountains </span></b></i></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><b>Below at
</b></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><b> Mondsee the train took visitors from the main car park into the town
centre. Mondsee is probably most famous now as the location of the
church used in "the Sound of Music" film for the wedding of Maria and
Captain von Trapp. But sorry no pictured of the church</b></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><b> </b></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1sA4u7ofGxdr6XDXGZ09FQMmnEVF5VICH69HvgeO-tNf-oHwP-UPp7ksUaSRXNu0rvCF1XtoqtzBS8_2n06C8ubo-P9SJ7FbazEnDZi36Prp5IQ2exirFW8vJFccQoa8Q4CsO_kFnZVJ/s1600/2011+249+Mondsee.jpg" width="400" /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img alt="Free Mozart Birthplace photo and picture" height="400" src="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2013/06/05/19/06/mozart-116822_640.jpg" style="max-height: 4000px; max-width: 3000px;" title="Download free HD stock image of Mozart Birthplace" width="300" /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;">A</span></span> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <i><b>Mozart's Birthplace in Salzburg <br /></b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img alt="Free Mozart Wolfgang photo and picture" height="400" src="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2013/02/20/11/31/mozart-83803_640.jpg" style="max-height: 1920px; max-width: 1285px;" title="Download free HD stock image of Mozart Wolfgang" width="268" /></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b> <br /></b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>Mozart's Statue <br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0oxTZRO1fBUfr1r0AE4pxJkSdYeuXFiuQpLOzmmzATQndfgepk4uH5z9bDIRq4NB4ImzVhwEhmEws4B8Kchs5B6E-n9kV6SRpnth27EzHHOMZJBLpToHKwlOKiQ9K0e2RHCN7V6CI-PR6S9K7kdd6kjbWc5nM0s8LXSIrh8Ev0IwVxnK7vZeI7irsXAbD/s1674/Mozart%20Statue.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1164" data-original-width="1674" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0oxTZRO1fBUfr1r0AE4pxJkSdYeuXFiuQpLOzmmzATQndfgepk4uH5z9bDIRq4NB4ImzVhwEhmEws4B8Kchs5B6E-n9kV6SRpnth27EzHHOMZJBLpToHKwlOKiQ9K0e2RHCN7V6CI-PR6S9K7kdd6kjbWc5nM0s8LXSIrh8Ev0IwVxnK7vZeI7irsXAbD/s320/Mozart%20Statue.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><i><b>Mozart's Statue in Vienna </b></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLaPOM2FELYHgNgU64X95gC2zZtM-TSFeMSCxwO0teyB-UnfeJ5UBypHjrBqiDdneTCNLv-mOIYAhHDCfA84VavxU0LTpvqj3_mgoJF-Mxez9Bxk9gu_YuX8j7mC6uSTFju5hfwLHCkdNFyOvZ72OibRxcWw2wFGimV-eFUdxf7tlvnjFLzW7RQBin3HNe/s516/Mozart%20Monument,%20Baden.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="325" data-original-width="516" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLaPOM2FELYHgNgU64X95gC2zZtM-TSFeMSCxwO0teyB-UnfeJ5UBypHjrBqiDdneTCNLv-mOIYAhHDCfA84VavxU0LTpvqj3_mgoJF-Mxez9Bxk9gu_YuX8j7mC6uSTFju5hfwLHCkdNFyOvZ72OibRxcWw2wFGimV-eFUdxf7tlvnjFLzW7RQBin3HNe/w400-h253/Mozart%20Monument,%20Baden.jpg" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;">Monument to Mozart in Baden, near Vienna. </span></span></i></b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAS0QE8eARIIPcjS0iBO3EOusK7Dhns4CByl5JuNVLiFd_rnqZI232vhmvMLQCr-5RyD11IhdbcnrFGHjy0sUruLIi5W0oyZBMxEcau4CcoYca18fupdjsVsoxUxxbef0xBK_PRVQB5l6ryhcRHEUeq0XS9du-pkNJqBQBxRSr6cnoTxQsYjY6yUtwx6M/s3648/Bad%20Ischl%20Kultur.JPG" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAS0QE8eARIIPcjS0iBO3EOusK7Dhns4CByl5JuNVLiFd_rnqZI232vhmvMLQCr-5RyD11IhdbcnrFGHjy0sUruLIi5W0oyZBMxEcau4CcoYca18fupdjsVsoxUxxbef0xBK_PRVQB5l6ryhcRHEUeq0XS9du-pkNJqBQBxRSr6cnoTxQsYjY6yUtwx6M/w400-h300/Bad%20Ischl%20Kultur.JPG" width="400" /> </a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: arial;"> T<b>he concert hall in Bad Ischl, near Salzburg</b></i><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg661oKV_vwTRWdTTiikC7uNdUpDtG1KmEnSrFc-0dLIylZ4oLS9gFEEnJb4ptSym4_jN52PVXnZg7giXo-OqnV38weqbS8xisQValOg_UAT5lfJIWh8z_Ri568Y1W44mzEEiuzRd_4os_VkwehP4F3u8GabDEY2GBdZCxkopHJRwSTZ7s-4iYEKzWwpGby/s600/Strauss%20Plaque.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="435" data-original-width="600" height="232" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg661oKV_vwTRWdTTiikC7uNdUpDtG1KmEnSrFc-0dLIylZ4oLS9gFEEnJb4ptSym4_jN52PVXnZg7giXo-OqnV38weqbS8xisQValOg_UAT5lfJIWh8z_Ri568Y1W44mzEEiuzRd_4os_VkwehP4F3u8GabDEY2GBdZCxkopHJRwSTZ7s-4iYEKzWwpGby/s320/Strauss%20Plaque.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <i><b>A tribute to another composer Johann Strauss. </b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b>******************************* </b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b>There is so much we like about Austria - the landscape, the architecture (chalets and churches), the food especially the cakes, culture and the traditional costumes - no wonder we chose to spend our wedding anniversaries there! </b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyWnEzOXbvzBdP4lR8h4UQ6YE7GF4RVdJlndSdm8gtE42XuwDIbJtyc5-fj3fincf-uUii7nNAR2yaTnSmM3W1dJ7PiHjsq9TJ6VgUt0Z2E6IwaaexSdICWxShWSc09MoINUDMQ1usj2o31oyVp3fW8SpUqF4AR4_47SX36Yur36X7KjPGUbquN9DpM1yR/s3872/2011%20262%20St%20Gilgen.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZihouMOPHSflULJto8Qhww2aSBQcLASaB4e0R2DXras1FFBOqSWaslm59IKV16hnznJvRn-B1KFLCpW3SIuMDFaaYi4PDjHu-GoWc0KMCDYB1D57X6_QJeSHthxYL6EgYYQ5E3Z2EjxvRM0CS2xCQo2bewFGcYuKlBpuiljWu6JJ14tzqPj5LMjRTGbwA/s328/A%20Glacier.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="328" data-original-width="308" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZihouMOPHSflULJto8Qhww2aSBQcLASaB4e0R2DXras1FFBOqSWaslm59IKV16hnznJvRn-B1KFLCpW3SIuMDFaaYi4PDjHu-GoWc0KMCDYB1D57X6_QJeSHthxYL6EgYYQ5E3Z2EjxvRM0CS2xCQo2bewFGcYuKlBpuiljWu6JJ14tzqPj5LMjRTGbwA/w375-h400/A%20Glacier.jpg" width="375" /></a></b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-family: arial;">On the Stubai Glacier near Innsbruck, July 1998<br /></span></b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCfGVkC2F8x63G_szVoWsEPxUxK8x49CtHz3Z35Wb5OV14_LE0H6q6MNwPOkysitLQ1Js_zFnUKsWkWJCCBMV4fQwel_vokuro0iL80sPlJXupnq67f4pruokPzh7MUdmYXGn0FoTcsrZiq54VQ6bNGAEJbVdE8x9IH3rKSn-Fm-XDb_sYS-n8Q-6OadI/s3648/Susan%20&%20Neil.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCfGVkC2F8x63G_szVoWsEPxUxK8x49CtHz3Z35Wb5OV14_LE0H6q6MNwPOkysitLQ1Js_zFnUKsWkWJCCBMV4fQwel_vokuro0iL80sPlJXupnq67f4pruokPzh7MUdmYXGn0FoTcsrZiq54VQ6bNGAEJbVdE8x9IH3rKSn-Fm-XDb_sYS-n8Q-6OadI/w400-h300/Susan%20&%20Neil.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b>Taking a sail on the Wolfgangsee, (Lake) July 2013</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b> </b></i></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> ***************</b></i></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"> *************</div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span> <b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><i><span>Sepia Saturday</span></i></a><span> </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">gives bloggers an opportunity</span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> to share their family history through photographs</span></span></span></b></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b> </b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b> </b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b> </b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6V2hywEPj7Hg-Br5QeoioIfuUufaT5z_GgOshjzi970258NhID25-qT5es5cuNntpYBf4tNNXoS-fZN1n05uMD2buhLCSgNFEUG9xpP7x-RK9zXgPlyLlTZ8HEa6zl-ugjgFMukMezOQO7jEUJyZhai9QXYlmIv1mEihO4Q3hSYLPuVtRuwHzgAjm7l-/w320-h320/2401056sepia.jpeg" width="320" /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b> <br /></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b> </b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2024/01/sepia-saturday-708-saturday-27th.html">HERE </a>to read posts from other Sepia Saturday blogger</b></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /><br /></span></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b> </b></i><span></span></span></p><!--more--><p></p>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-71657512138230623572024-01-13T13:50:00.006+00:002024-01-13T14:23:52.530+00:00Early Musical Memories : Sepia Saturday <div class="separator"><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial;">It is not all that long since we enjoyed Christmas, so for this week's Sepia Saturday prompt of "The "Sound of Music" I look back at my early musical memories, centred on Christmas. <br /></span></span></b></div></div><p style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img alt="" border="0" class="rg_hi uh_hi" data-height="211" data-width="239" height="176" id="rg_hi" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSU5ap7eqY7ZND-SCv3ZO7varv14Z3ioFsM47BiZ5Ocm6Z1aedH7Q" style="height: 211px; width: 239px;" width="200" /></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial;">To me Christmas means singing</span><span style="font-family: arial;">.
One of my earliest memorieswas taking part in a primary school (girls
only) nativity play, singing solo the first verse of "<i>We Three Kings of Orient Are"</i>. I wore someone's velvet curtain as my cloak and a cardboard crown with jewels made from fancy sweetie papers. I have never wanted to sing solo since.
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another Christmas concert, my role was to play the triangle in the
percussion band - a bit of a come down from the most desired instrument
that everyone longed to get - the sleigh bells. <br /></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">O</span></b></span><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">ne family get-together,</span> after
the meal, we children did our party pieces, with mine on the piano. My
little brother (below) decided to plough his way through all 12 verses of "The
Twelve Days of Christmas". He developed hiccups and his long socks kept
falling down - this was the days of lads wearing short trousers until their teens - no matter if the weather was wintry,. But he was determined to finish singing the carol, kept
pulling his socks up and by the end, we were all falling about laughing
and we never allowed him to forget this occasion.</span></span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1XT1TOaSvN7iNByGTmvgkh1LVaGBD0fgZzs0VGCp4QH6OUaf3jXmw7CpzH7cE2iJm2N5NRE6PGgJwkRwA4fg94pDFr9BKxpFUYZs07V2SbAt_DlUQ1G7yHAfTg6282RrigCOzBGh1E0Ri/w225-h400/Chris+in+water.jpg" width="225" /></span></div><p><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">At High school, </span>we always had a carol service where the tradition was
to sing some carols in foreign languages - so for French <i>"It est ne le divin enfant"</i>; German was<i> "O Tannenbaum", </i><i>"Es ist ein Rose entsprungen"</i> or "<i>Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht"</i> and Latin always "<i>Adeste Fideles" (O Come All Ye Faithful". )</i>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRmHU59ay4PUU15hXfHslhTyzz3u-olqZ8rHeZtoM5oosn23wIhBg" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: arial; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" class="rg_hi uh_hi" data-height="216" data-width="233" height="216" id="rg_hi" src="https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRmHU59ay4PUU15hXfHslhTyzz3u-olqZ8rHeZtoM5oosn23wIhBg" style="height: 216px; width: 233px;" width="233" /></a></span></b></div>
<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">My father sang in the church
choir and my mother in the Townswomen's Guild Choir and being a choir
member myself has been one of my key interests. </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> In autumn, out came
the orange, green and blue books of "Carols for Choirs" (Oxford
University Press) as we prepared for our Christmas concerts, looking
for a mixture of old favourites and newer arrangements. </span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Children were invited to come along with their recorders to take part in coming onto the stage and playing "Jingle Bells". We tried </span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> to
come up with slightly different themes e.g. Carols from Around the
World, Carols Down the Centuries, Carols for All Ages etc. (I know, not
exactly original, but then Christmas is a time for tradition). </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPF9krYg4TSE7Z5EwiTEWfTLcpej8uSREa-vpnVWAB2YGwxv2nNl6UpfMgmLh-YWUZ6q0RzDJ3AtgcRapiNroYz7IlJ-preO3jh7M4hHuyYUgwfvJCOH1uP7G2_utBurz_gbDwJtktNZ56/w254-h400/RS+2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="254" /><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">There is something special about taking part in carol singing outdoors. wrapped up in our winter woolies. We went round local care homes and were warmly welcomed inside afterwards with more mince pies and shortbread - and at one location even sherry - no wonder we were happy! ! </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPobxBAQuXQDLtHcmf3MI_KQb1HZULevEvKLd96OU7MliFjAUEOTSgprpwQiI_xumJYCKnZQGH9If57X8r6giFqXM2KhbxgEg_kQeAgrk7yqhxO5q-6S0Sh0wa20gt1JSeq09qvJ9xmTjxQ8LF2snfa2KsggJMzMmkKAnyLTOG1-wP7CCo_FKiMn67drSc/s300/G%20&%20S%20in%20snow%20X.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="283" data-original-width="300" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPobxBAQuXQDLtHcmf3MI_KQb1HZULevEvKLd96OU7MliFjAUEOTSgprpwQiI_xumJYCKnZQGH9If57X8r6giFqXM2KhbxgEg_kQeAgrk7yqhxO5q-6S0Sh0wa20gt1JSeq09qvJ9xmTjxQ8LF2snfa2KsggJMzMmkKAnyLTOG1-wP7CCo_FKiMn67drSc/s1600/G%20&%20S%20in%20snow%20X.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />My own favourite carols have not changed much over the years</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> <i>"Silent Night", "In the Bleak Mid Winter</i>", "<i>Three Kings from Distant Lands Afar"</i> and<i> "O Holy Night". </i>I like the simple unadorned arrangements best - nothing too fancy, but the descants of the standard choral classics such as <i>"Hark the Herald Angels Sing</i>", I find it so uplifting as the sopranos soar up to the high notes. </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">We always ended the concert with a lively rendition of <i>"We wish you a Merry Christmas"</i>
followed by the serving of mince pies and mulled wine or juice to complete one
of my "must do" Christmas activities - a great start to the Christmas
Spirit. </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>Classic FM is my favourite
radio station and come December 1st we know we are in for a feast of
carols and Christmas music. On Christmas Eve, it is time to watch on
TV the beautiful candlelight carol service from Kings College Chapel,
Cambridge. </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">So for me Christmas would not be Christmas </span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">without the joy of singing carols. <br /></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> <br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;"><i><span><b>Adapted from a posting of 2013, but I hope it will be of interest to my newer readers. Graphic Images courtesy of Pixabay.com/ <br /></b></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;"><i><span><b> </b></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b> </b></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">****************** </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><i><span>Se</span></i><i><span>pia Saturday</span></i></a><i><span><span style="color: black;"> gives bloggers an opportunity to share </span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><i><span><span style="color: black;">their family history and memories through photographs</span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggthz326XdoRkmge6MYY1HIVzOhj6UV9CnfcdhU_K8i3whyphenhyphenUqAfa_-tGnvYx6IZyLE2cq91IwUf9bnn-Ylhq25SUdA7LEx6AhgurpTECUJ0Ssfr5wpuOseeW66lBpXkV3iOotaIuAnTlSixmRHTNH8D26uMqP3eU51G2QNI8hrwT_XVCP7s-j1-FwaJzw/s320/2312122.jpeg" width="320" /><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><i><span><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><i><span><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2024/01/sepia-saturday-706-saturday-13-january.html">HERE</a> To read this week's contributions </span></span></span></b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span>from</span></b></span></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span>other Sepia Saturday bloggers.</span></b><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><i><span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></p><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br />************************<br /></b></span></div>
ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-38737903384205125762024-01-07T12:13:00.010+00:002024-01-10T20:02:41.714+00:00Bands on Parade - Sepia Saturday <div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><i><span>Se</span></i><i><span>pia Saturday</span></i></a><i><span><span style="color: black;">'s</span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><span><span style="font-family: arial;"> main theme for January is "The Sound of Music" with the first image one of a band. I love bands - </span></span><span><span style="font-family: arial;"> best heard out of doors - </span></span><span><span style="font-family: arial;">pipe bands, ceilidh bands, marching bands, brass bands, military bands and here in Earlston in the Scottish Borders we even have a ukulele band. I am not into pop bands! <br /></span></span></i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><img alt="Free Marching Band Uniform vector and picture" data-lazy-src="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2012/04/12/19/45/marching-band-30354_640.png" data-lazy-srcset="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2012/04/12/19/45/marching-band-30354_640.png 1x, https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2012/04/12/19/45/marching-band-30354_1280.png 2x" height="212" src="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2012/04/12/19/45/marching-band-30354_640.png" style="max-height: 1273px; max-width: 1920px;" title="Download free HD stock image of Marching Band Uniform" width="320" /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"> <i>Image courtesy of <a href="https://pixabay.com/images/search/bands/">Pixab</a>ay</i></span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img border="0" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn0QA4q-afJcrBOeO_S8dwzT9a8Vp9i1ZBbnQoAVDJVMU5JjuGspt2FAmuUZpO-0kqe-EMCAGhu0tpF1pMqBOuWiC4_yKQiBNa1es8AkzZZT0Vw-VRZdpzxlcRAUkFSogSO6XKx315QMtm/w400-h260/Floors+Castle+Pipers.jpg" width="400" /><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><i> <br /></i></span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;">Massed pipe bands in the Scottish Borders at F<span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">loors Castle, reputed to be Scotland's largest inhabited house, standing in parkland
overlooking the River Tweed at Kelso. </span></span>I<span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">t
was built by the architect William Adam, for the 1st Duke of Roxburghe
in 1721 and later embellished by William Playfair. Despite its name,
it is a large country house - not a castle fortress built for defence. </span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> <img border="0" height="287" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPAgyStnUwUt-Y8Y9lWIGV4YhmZ3HOg8W2K2nP4-FHt0ZI8e5dsWxshdHRTajSFBQCcO5d8wQ9paQ8OVf7nUBVkE6Sm_Cxta5U9XjZoT50hL0aMr0aNqtOIWr_sdwO97T3f5Q8p_6mYVe3/w400-h287/Pip%E2%80%ACe+Band+-+July+13+B.jpg" width="400" /> <br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfxcPzCdnOatrLO8v4YaX8cZPqy_VWck3UrBqYofPT0HdC7RYplgDc1x0JyMfgbMzu3HLpyvNZtvmnvTIbDo9WbvObAG8RcM4gUmyh6KtP7c63UL58de8PIJrxVYCUHk3gRzHMK2IgHVYRkwRGncsjv2_5alT_a0OCJCz9em0z1GwMDnp8SBiqL3AVq4F5/s600/Civic%20Week%202019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="383" data-original-width="600" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfxcPzCdnOatrLO8v4YaX8cZPqy_VWck3UrBqYofPT0HdC7RYplgDc1x0JyMfgbMzu3HLpyvNZtvmnvTIbDo9WbvObAG8RcM4gUmyh6KtP7c63UL58de8PIJrxVYCUHk3gRzHMK2IgHVYRkwRGncsjv2_5alT_a0OCJCz9em0z1GwMDnp8SBiqL3AVq4F5/w400-h255/Civic%20Week%202019.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><br /> </span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>My home village of EArlston with Melrose Pipe Band leading the fancy dress parade at Civic Week. </b></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><b>********** </b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><img border="0" data-original-height="325" data-original-width="478" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNslx6HJj3ADaXv3Mz7HaYguCSEdSPAEtQjIfhT7Vjh8dTOBMOQN2PvvibyvVVEUhjmtm-Kut6XY8MEQbYIjS-ThK6XXw4SeyPSSzuYECeUR1wrpTnD8_1FoSd1JaEHXqmT-SdKpqN2XE1/w400-h271/Clown+Band+at+Melrose.+1923.jpg" width="400" /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><i>Earlston Clown </i></b></span></b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i>and </i></span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><i>at Melrose Cycle Parade, 1923 <br /></i></b></span></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">Back
to 1923 and Earlston Clown Band. Its origins are obscure, but it was a
popular participant in many events across the region up to the outbreak
of World War Two. Notice the man on the front left wearing a kilt,
incongruously with a policeman's helmet! </span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b>On 14th January 1919, "The B<i>e</i>rwickshire News" reporter waxed eloquently in a colourful account of a school concert <i>where:</i></b></span></span>
</p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote class="tr_bq">
<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><i>The
finale was the performance of Earlston Junior Clown Band . trained by
Miss Gil, one of the teachers, and her pupils did her infinite credit.
This was thought to be the crowning performance of the evening and
caused a great sensation. Their grotesque garments and equally
grotesque musical performance made the bandsmen the heroes of the
hour, the observed of all observers, the cynosure of every eye. Their
contribution to the evening was a veritable triumph and was rewarded
with tremendous applause. "</i></b></span></span></blockquote></div><p>
<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b>You do wonder what their <i>"grotesque musical performance"</i> sounded like! </b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b> The
last report found on the band was in "The Berwickshire News" of 13th
July 1937 when the band took part, with great acclaim in a fancy dress
parade in Lauder.</b></span></span>
</p><blockquote class="tr_bq">
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b> "Much
of the success of the parade was due to the efforts of the Earlston
Clown Band, which led the procession through the streets of the Burgh
. The antics of the band, who were all in character, and its leader
Mr. John Murdison roused peals of laughter from the many spectators who
had gathered to watch the procession."</b></span></i></span></blockquote>
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</blockquote><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b> </b></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">No
further press reports were traced after that date. Did the outbreak of
war bring an end to the Clown Band activities, which had delighted its
followers down the decades? </span></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Back to more modern times: </span></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;"></span></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtAngAlvFIF4Py9KvUlyR_VERh3tunmvUXcl-PwMzSy9EwcF7QJ-elb-fHrod3tpc-K7LwCH7mDRjkjA2JUUiDAqEVG0CbCMXbGTelW3bs72aVaGGwdk7dO8ox_lxR_WhjAOCDRWlMYR9uCzez9x7AwS0WQE5n3JgEjGmQm0rzBzEdJEbfJsXOofi5NU7M/s3590/12-05-2019%20%20Pipe%20Band%201.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2262" data-original-width="3590" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtAngAlvFIF4Py9KvUlyR_VERh3tunmvUXcl-PwMzSy9EwcF7QJ-elb-fHrod3tpc-K7LwCH7mDRjkjA2JUUiDAqEVG0CbCMXbGTelW3bs72aVaGGwdk7dO8ox_lxR_WhjAOCDRWlMYR9uCzez9x7AwS0WQE5n3JgEjGmQm0rzBzEdJEbfJsXOofi5NU7M/w400-h253/12-05-2019%20%20Pipe%20Band%201.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqevUOC5FMlR5_ccvab-NTv3HVHfrjlotMbW23VJcMPHT7hGWV_LEZxpMAdMVY0SrsiHKMuJTXh_62z7_LZwrQl7Fg5N0EpkQKp3QoRplkg6o6w9O9IJOYRStwbRN1wUpCoYiNYXNaQTuXpvYRkq6uPGb2W3CSl5P7LcuYbbWnq9HuhKReUSLekFAI8bMw/s3872/12-05-2019%20%20Pipe%20Band%203.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqevUOC5FMlR5_ccvab-NTv3HVHfrjlotMbW23VJcMPHT7hGWV_LEZxpMAdMVY0SrsiHKMuJTXh_62z7_LZwrQl7Fg5N0EpkQKp3QoRplkg6o6w9O9IJOYRStwbRN1wUpCoYiNYXNaQTuXpvYRkq6uPGb2W3CSl5P7LcuYbbWnq9HuhKReUSLekFAI8bMw/w400-h268/12-05-2019%20%20Pipe%20Band%203.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></span><br /></b></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgZnus4Tz4-BUL0W89tbUTFxmbj2LXnX2yUcjfj__kguZqn2y_himJJMDUBQT25uzfBX1EzuelKd0r14Ay2qcMYSz13c5Lg3J_ADGApOmM-gdJD8-I5xlPhoMfr8jU8mp3UqR_IB_Acxs/s600/Dundee+Pipe+Band+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgZnus4Tz4-BUL0W89tbUTFxmbj2LXnX2yUcjfj__kguZqn2y_himJJMDUBQT25uzfBX1EzuelKd0r14Ay2qcMYSz13c5Lg3J_ADGApOmM-gdJD8-I5xlPhoMfr8jU8mp3UqR_IB_Acxs/w400-h300/Dundee+Pipe+Band+2.jpg" width="400" /></a> <br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> We
took a short break in the city of Dundee and coincided with a youth
pipe band companionship. The smartly dressed bands were all practising
in streets off the square prior to going on parade. <br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKuKcJa77egHQwvG0KJwbVkN5KWm1IX1XGHBPKEFyPfa-cJj8hdcqw7U9QMvgNak1qGkKz4DiQHesDZal6siyzCERpZUr4fHkyM30aS3u2Gsd-As6nN8nhqpDbqzFBJk691sZzBpSQmGXK/s600/Drums.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="546" data-original-width="600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKuKcJa77egHQwvG0KJwbVkN5KWm1IX1XGHBPKEFyPfa-cJj8hdcqw7U9QMvgNak1qGkKz4DiQHesDZal6siyzCERpZUr4fHkyM30aS3u2Gsd-As6nN8nhqpDbqzFBJk691sZzBpSQmGXK/s320/Drums.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;">Taking a break!</span></span><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijxOPBH_rixDf04uckkW-RBUK3LWnF0UceBgKk0hgomawcpC8TEZQ2Dcwq56IPPFjXdFs9jPBWSRhvuUinLFAEISvbjE3Xjfhx2DpB68BWCNlYCXBbhyphenhyphenQgNI2MtrGVzZSDBZ9AB8weR3mP/s410/St+Gilgen+band+in+front+of+Hotel+Radetzky+Xjpg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="294" data-original-width="410" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijxOPBH_rixDf04uckkW-RBUK3LWnF0UceBgKk0hgomawcpC8TEZQ2Dcwq56IPPFjXdFs9jPBWSRhvuUinLFAEISvbjE3Xjfhx2DpB68BWCNlYCXBbhyphenhyphenQgNI2MtrGVzZSDBZ9AB8weR3mP/w400-h286/St+Gilgen+band+in+front+of+Hotel+Radetzky+Xjpg.jpg" width="400" /> </a></span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b><img border="0" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcbp4kTy1nuqzDD2_jYVQQ-EyQU3iXP79XFdhADUgopqx4VuBW1Q5xrQUrbDTyD-uoQ5ycbFG86Cc4198RrkoHTwRoZLu7cwxl__hNBzj44qS1nyqDXhRUMPc4PkIcJS0Is1KuzVB3jpEc/s1600/2014+Corpus+Christi+3.jpg" width="400" /></span></div><p><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">St. Gilgen in the Austrian lakes,
where we saw the the parade marking a local festival, with the band and spectators dressed in traditional costume. </span></span></span></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaXTxnkhDmomq_n-6auqKzIXyCNwutnFmzq__FKmhmZaF85xBNxyThgQga7TbDIfEf3Z3dB_ncWFH1v9Mc3rtmVxUxf84YcieiGly6NrlmrNxUG8xrlZZjCjVZjS8PHR52Ihc68flo-Hl86JIW6GXLynvSqHl-G2_Zhc41yLIXDpvPsq0eMZNH5UVJIk5U/s384/Krakow%20Musicians.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="264" data-original-width="384" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaXTxnkhDmomq_n-6auqKzIXyCNwutnFmzq__FKmhmZaF85xBNxyThgQga7TbDIfEf3Z3dB_ncWFH1v9Mc3rtmVxUxf84YcieiGly6NrlmrNxUG8xrlZZjCjVZjS8PHR52Ihc68flo-Hl86JIW6GXLynvSqHl-G2_Zhc41yLIXDpvPsq0eMZNH5UVJIk5U/w400-h275/Krakow%20Musicians.jpg" width="400" /> </a></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">More traditional costume on show - this time in Krakow in Poland. <br /></span></b></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEUQ2irqZpbgPrak-6Iw9YwqAmjrGbsGF5Jf1KSZty1XcDOqK6xrMpieyVwnCFk6bM5lf2sZohl2rJ5oZ55hYrC5cPY27AawGZ_O9cr6d9zqods3LGXdQy0GBgsZusYs1Z9yEFVWTefYaY/s592/Krakow+Parade+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="592" data-original-width="392" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEUQ2irqZpbgPrak-6Iw9YwqAmjrGbsGF5Jf1KSZty1XcDOqK6xrMpieyVwnCFk6bM5lf2sZohl2rJ5oZ55hYrC5cPY27AawGZ_O9cr6d9zqods3LGXdQy0GBgsZusYs1Z9yEFVWTefYaY/w265-h400/Krakow+Parade+2.jpg" width="265" /> </a></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs_DCf2kJqWH4Cn9GRgxy_Po0Kd8uB-PbBDlm0eE-2c1rUBBwTdxHO9C7RCCZvBAkPtknUm6vESbLBg2BPq4LFc9xoDyzl7ujYM8zyAKwabYg2BDvPPdMy3JyRJOhSuZwz3CmAVyWX6Vo2/s594/Castle+parade+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="390" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs_DCf2kJqWH4Cn9GRgxy_Po0Kd8uB-PbBDlm0eE-2c1rUBBwTdxHO9C7RCCZvBAkPtknUm6vESbLBg2BPq4LFc9xoDyzl7ujYM8zyAKwabYg2BDvPPdMy3JyRJOhSuZwz3CmAVyWX6Vo2/w263-h400/Castle+parade+1.jpg" width="263" /></a></div></span></span></span></span><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">On the visit to Krakow in Poland, we visited the castle and came across a
gathering for an event - we never did find out any details, but enjoyed
seeing the bands, their uniforms and their unusual instruments. <br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><p><span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>The Band that Never Was </span></span></span></span></i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><img border="0" height="273" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvH6HFZf29F_okdU-6SP6XU6cBt406UprKEhbLrMdLND8jY8JexszytWjXPJADqhy39_6N6PMLzsJrVleHRNpsQUjK0DT00vGzKNTk1RvzCojggnjlN4kO_z_Uqwz_LnK304tYPPU3F4a/w400-h273/July+14th.jpg" width="400" /></b></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">It
was my first visit to Paris and the first full day there marked
Bastille Day - July 14th. I have always loved the ceremony of state
occasions, and marching military bands, so dragged my husband to stand
(for ages) by the Arc de Triomphe. We waited and waited and saw the
armed forces and tanks go past and the French President - but where
were the marching bands? We kept hearing music and thought they were
getting closer, but we never saw them. Eventually rather tired and
hungry (after only a light continental breakfast), we gave up and
walked down the</span></span></span></span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span><span class="st"><i> </i>Champs-Élysées. </span>
We came to a crossroads and heard the music very clearly - coming from
four large loud speakers of a PA system! There were no live marching
bands! It was all piped music! What a disappointment! </span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span> </span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span>***************</span><br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>Adapted from an earlier post first published in 2014. <br /></i></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><i><span>Se</span></i><i><span>pia Saturday</span></i></a><i><span><span style="color: black;"> gives bloggers an opportunity to share their family history and memories through photographs</span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggthz326XdoRkmge6MYY1HIVzOhj6UV9CnfcdhU_K8i3whyphenhyphenUqAfa_-tGnvYx6IZyLE2cq91IwUf9bnn-Ylhq25SUdA7LEx6AhgurpTECUJ0Ssfr5wpuOseeW66lBpXkV3iOotaIuAnTlSixmRHTNH8D26uMqP3eU51G2QNI8hrwT_XVCP7s-j1-FwaJzw/s320/2312122.jpeg" width="320" /><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><i><span><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><i><span><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2024/01/sepia-saturday-705-saturday-6th-january.html">HERE</a> to read this week's contributions </span></span></span></b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span>from</span></b></span></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span>other Sepia Saturday bloggers.</span></b><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><i><span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></b></p><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>*****************</b></span><br /></div>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-65155873749620282282023-12-30T12:56:00.007+00:002023-12-30T13:13:31.636+00:00Toy Time on Sepia Saturday <div class="separator"><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> </b><b><i><span style="color: #990000;">When we think of Christmas, children and toys come high on the list.
So here are some charming pictures of children in my extended family - to finish the December "Indoors" theme from </span></i></b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/">Sepia Saturda</a><span style="color: #800180;">y</span></span></i></b></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></p></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b><img border="0" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/w400-h392/Susan+aged+3.jpg" width="400" /></b></p><p><b> <span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Funnily
enough I cannot remember having any favourite soft toys, though presumably the
one I am clutching in this studio photo must have been high on the list.</span> </span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzzE1fDNRe2ADsBAEZ-X3aH4n7ehXh0mgTFcO4N9hz5QmhnGDQ1TgRfRgekMoc58lpbGwVGnEtccO4Bt57AicmJY4CZHCdaStCX99uHJw2hYacpR0gPm1Rr2zEQx2ifZk8qPPRcil0jmMt/s400/Susan+with+ball.jpg" width="297" /></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;">H</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">ere I am,
aged around two holdimg a soft ball, which I think is one my mother
probably made. She enjoyed making such balls from felt and embroidering
the sections in contrasting colours with numbers, or motifs for sale
at village fetes etc. Today the picture of my </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">father smoking a
cigarette close by me, would no doubt, be distinctly frowned upon! </span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">I</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;"> was a "dolly girl"</span> - I loved my
dolls, which, as my mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest on
the street. With my best friend, Carol, we would wheel our
prams up and down and put the dolls in their cot (an old box),
with a crocheted blanket and lace trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again
courtesy of my mother, or set up </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">My
dolls were not particularly sophisticated, usually a rag doll that my mother made, though I had one that said
"Mama" if you pressed it in the right place. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> </span></b><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pUNKnZxgyz0w2WZay082FusoLhkjmF0hFs0gOUhOqHgdiwxuLfAhOKNWI98E9-SiDVOojnX5mp_auJH1lHACL8Q35m4cq9oYAmji19YEocav1sCg06U7M9J8SkEVZPSceUeJfc2b78uL/s320/Victorian+doll.jpg" width="240" /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I had a
"Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's lifestyle,
really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book<i> "Sarah
Crewe or the little Princess", </i>by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where Sarah was
given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th birthday.
I saw the book serialised on television and decided that would mark the end of
my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on to collect
costume dolls.</span></span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;"><span>As for other toys</span>,</span></span> I</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span>
remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a
Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe" games
we played. </span></span></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">We
got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was of a
winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria
- 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday. </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span></span><br /></b></span></span></p><p>
<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><br />
<span><span>Puppets were a favourite
pastime. We would set up a makeshift theatre in the front room
with the <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">clothes-horse and a sheet, and make simple glove puppets from felt and
bits and pieces from my mother's trimming box. I was usually the
script-writer and my brother did the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sound
effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my mother and
aunt the audience. </span></span></span><br />
<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">
</span><br />
<span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> loved
getting in my Christmas stocking a pristine notebook to write in, a blank
scrapbook to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with
new pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start of
the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was
wooden where the top swivelled round to show the bottom compartment - the only
drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span><span>I
enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal
choice. We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be
given <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">
</span></span></span><br />
<span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Books remained one of my favourite presents for any time of year, with an Enid Blyton at the top of my list.</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span><span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;">For my brother</span>
it was meccano, marbles, conkers, his train set, Dinky cars and Airfix
models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football, whilst I had my
tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers" and "bumps". </span></span></span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span><span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span><span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">And not one needed a battery! </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span></span></b></p><a name='more'></a><p><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;">And Dolly came too!</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX2xZNFdIbyd39chH9ADECY8ro-rEHYdY6P2sOxxYA4ixzITU_j27GYUd1Lg4eT5fcFCwRzBxqVpCZT3T9BBxo8bgGt1dOAa-AcEzfC7x9V8hET0U93_KwjROTspmYgyuudl_HURU8IJyX/w251-h400/08+Joseph+Prince+Oldham++Elsie+Smith+%2528Oldham%2529.jpg" width="251" /><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"> <br /></span></span></b></p>
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in Blackpool, Lancashire, in a house with stables, opposite the North
Station. His son John William Oldham carried on the business. </span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">In the 1920's, Elsie became a hairdresser, giving her name a French twist as </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">"</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Elise" working from the family home <br /></span></span></span></span></div></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"> </span><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">A lovely little curly headed girl with her teddy. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Unfortunately this photograph from my great aunt Jennie's collection was not identified. </span></span></b></div><div align="justify"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRMIfki8gHuRQ20CurZP77k9YKcKZAQpVUu1agg3uJAxu85-X6zyYXuhyosv1O9L74_mapgtRaOlEJG-hEWvfHon9AfdrkkFjbxLQ7yk4X7Lm-UXwMkhi50dPV4fecPPv3MiG9UqhtxZ8/w242-h400/Young+Ian.jpg" width="242" /></b><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <br /></span></span></b></div><div align="justify"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> A studio photograph of my brother in law and his puppy. </span></span></b></div><div align="justify"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xM4PNr9ntO_9CKfx_RDAUDuY8DjJ7O021QusLdg-V4Rkvjlibz3clqIAcaSe9zq3CVHNuOI329gHiGyrcZaYwHDDTZnZtB5NTbtg99ZqwBOswLgH_zAeXntMIK-Mz-QoMZpeh0outnKG/s1600/M+Rag+Doll.+jpg+2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xM4PNr9ntO_9CKfx_RDAUDuY8DjJ7O021QusLdg-V4Rkvjlibz3clqIAcaSe9zq3CVHNuOI329gHiGyrcZaYwHDDTZnZtB5NTbtg99ZqwBOswLgH_zAeXntMIK-Mz-QoMZpeh0outnKG/s200/M+Rag+Doll.+jpg+2.jpg" width="150" /></a><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
was a "dolly girl" - I loved my dolls and soft toys, which, as my
mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best
friend, Carol, we would wheel our prams up and down and put the
dolls in their cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace
trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up
the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">but my very special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation,
with a long fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded
dress. I so wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span><br />
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had a "Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's
lifestyle, really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book
"Sarah Crewe or the little Princess", by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where
Sarah was given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th
birthday. I saw the book serialised on television and decided that
would mark the end of my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on
to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I cannot remember having a
teddy and cannot recollect the soft toy I am clutching in this
photograph. but I did have that popular 1950's toy (and now very
politically incorrect) a golliwog in black and white checked trousers, a
red jacket and bow tie - again made by my mother. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We got a new jigsaw every
Christmas. The one I best remember was of a winter scene of skaters at
the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria - 45 years later I
actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Getting a pristine notebook to
write in, was a delight, as was a blank scrapbook to show off my
collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with new pencils, rubbers
and sharpener to take to school at the start of the fresh term. The
really classy one that everyone wanted was wooden where the top
swivelled round to show the bottom compartment - the only drawback was
it was heavy in your satchel. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I remember being given (from
the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a Sooty puppet and these formed a
major part of the "make believe" games we played. Puppet shows were a
favourite pastime with the clothes-horse and a sheet, as the theatre and
simple glove puppets made from felt and bits and pieces from my
mother's trimming box. I was usually the script-writer and heroine (of
course) and my brother did the sound effects, with my father the hero
or villain role and my mother and aunt the audience. At Christmas, led
by my father we usually put on a play for the family. The one
requirement was that should wear a long dress with a stole of my
mother's, or as a maid wear a doily with streamers on my head. As you
can gather, I liked dressing up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">For my brother it was meccano,
marbles, his train set, Dinky cars and Airfix models. Outside, he had
his pedal car and football, whilst I had my tricycle and skipping
rope to practice "crossovers" and "bumps". Yoyos and then hula hoops
were a great fad in the playground - no doubt rejected these days by
the "health and safety" brigade. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><b><i>Looking back, toys
seem very simple compared with the range today's children have in their
crowded toy boxes, but none then needed batteries! I have happy
memories of what we did have.</i></b> </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">"<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Happiness in Stitching" could be my mother's motto.</span></i></b> </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">For her to go into a fabric shop was like going into a jeweller<span style="background-color: yellow;">'s. </span> If
she sat down, she was rarely without a needle in her hand. She was a
creator in patchwork, crochet, collage, knitting, embroidery, smocking,
dolls and dresses, with dabbles into millinery, lampshade making and
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My mother Kathleen (Kay)
Weston, nee Danson was born in 1908 in the small town of
Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. Her older sister Edith was equally
talented and from their photographs they clearly enjoyed fashion. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">At the age of 14 Mum was
apprenticed to be a tailoress and was still making her own clothes in
her 80's - though on a much more sophisticated machine than the old
treadle she began on. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Mum set up her own dress-making
business from home and continued this throughout her life. In the
1950's this meant working in the spare bedroom which was icy cold in
winter and hot and stuffy in summer. I remember one time when my little
brother - a typical boy into everything - got hold of her oiling can,
filled it with water and proceeded to "oil" the sewing machine!. He was
not very popular!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I benefited from cutting up old
Butterick and Simplicity pattern books and creating characters and
"schools" from the fashion figures. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">My brother and I in outfits made by my mother c.1948</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;"> See the smocking on the baby dress </span></i><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">& cross stitch embroidery on my blouse.</span> </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Costumes Mum helped make for the local Staining Gala Day </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I am front left kneeling - early 1950's.</span></i> <br />
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parade, and wear dyed red tights as a Yeoman of the Guard. The costume
was adapted from an old red suit of Mum's.</i> </span></div>
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a child, I had the best dressed dolls on the street and especially
remember my Coronation Doll of 1953 with its white dress and long
embroidered purple velvet train. I do now regret not keeping it as a
family heirloom. One of my favourite toys was, a now very politically
incorrect, hand-made Golliwog with his checked trousers, red jacket
and bow tie.</span> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Sadly I have now photographs of these toys and dolls.</span> </div>
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on, my daughter was the recipient of nursery collages, soft toys, a
Cindy wardrobe, costume dolls, crochet waistcoats and fashion jumpers.</span> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Mum
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><i>Mum stitched this patchwork quilt when she was in her 80's. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i> <i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">And of course Mum made my wedding dress - </span></i></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>here arriving at the church with my father.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I don't have Mum's skill, </span></b><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">but I have inherited her love of handicrafts </span></b></span><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: large;">and she left me with tangible memories </span></b></div>
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: large;">of a very talented lady.</span></b></div>
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has struck
me in writing for Sepia Saturday is how limited the photographs were in
my childhood - either taken on a seaside holiday or formal school
portraits. Of course there was no flash for the average home camera -
so no photographs of Christmas, birthday parties, or playing inside -
nor do I have any
taken in winter. So finding photos for this prompt was a
challenge. </b></span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">There
were occasions when I stayed overnight with a friend (and vice versa),
but the term "sleepover" had not yet reached us from America, and it
was very much a one-to-one arrangement - not a group of friends. Even
so we chatted into the night and did not get much sleep. I cannot
remember any photographs being taken of the occasion.</span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">The
same pattern continued with my own daughter and this is the nearest I
can come to this week's theme - as she snuggled down in bed with her
menagerie of furry friends. <b><br /></b></span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">She was never a particularly
"teddy" girl - panda was her favourite. Here is Scottie dog, with two
owls perched on top of him and alongside two pandas, a koala bear
present from Australia and a Brownie, knitted from a pattern in
"Woman's Weekly" magazine - a great source of ideas for home-made toys
for children. </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">What struck me in the prompt photograph is the girls looked quite grown up (by today's standard) to be playing with dolls. </span></b><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I was a "dolly
girl" - I loved my dolls which, as my mother was a
dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best friend,
Carol, we would wheel our dolls' prams up and down the street and put the dolls in their
cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace trimmed pillow
and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up the doll's tea
set for a tea party. </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
dolls were not particularly sophisticated, though I had one that said
"Mama" if you pressed it in the right place. My mother made rag dolls,
but my very special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation,
with a long fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded
dress. I so wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
had a "Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's
lifestyle, really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book
"<i>Sarah Crewe or the little Princess",</i> by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where
Sarah was given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th
birthday. I saw the book serialised on television and decided that
would mark the end of my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on
to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">And no - I have no photographs of my dolls at all. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Around
the age of 8, my own daughter had a collection of Cindy dolls - the
British version of Barbie, I think - with a lovely wardrobe of clothes
again made by my mother. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
little granddaughter shows not the slightest interest in dolls but she
too struggles to find a place in bed amongst the myriad of soft toys.</span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">So
dolls remind me of my own childhood and my mother's talents - with.
below. some of the dolls she later made for craft competitions and
displays.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;">Recalling Memories of My Childhood </span></span></b></span></div>
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I<span style="color: #990000;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">n my <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #990000;">TOY</span></span> box, there was no question what was my favourite - for I was a "Dolly Girl"<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> - as told in <a href="http://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.co.uk/2016/04/a-z-i-rememberdolls.html">my A-Z entry for D. </a></span> </span></span></b></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s1600/Susan+aged+3.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s200/Susan+aged+3.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I
cannot remember having a teddy and cannot recollect the soft toy I am
clutching in this photograph, but I did have that popular 1950's toy
(and now very politically incorrect) a golliwog in black and white
checked trousers, a red jacket and bow tie - again made by my mother.
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We
got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was of a
winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria
- 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot book<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">s - ones I enjoyed playing later with my little granddaughter. </span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Getting
a pristine notebook to write in, was a delight, as was a blank
scrapbook to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case,
with new pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start
of the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was
wooden where the top swivelled round to show the bottom compartment -
the only drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I
remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a
Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe" games
we played. Puppet shows were a favourite pastime with the clothes-horse
and a sheet, as the theatre and simple glove puppets made from felt and
bits and pieces from my mother's trimming box. I was usually the
script-writer and heroine (of course) and my brother did the sound
effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my mother and
aunt the audience. At Christmas, led by my father we usually put on a
play for the family. The one requirement was that should wear a long
dress with a stole of my mother's, or as a maid wear a doily with
streamers on my head. As you can gather, I liked dressing up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">For
my brother it was meccano, marbles, his train set, Dinky cars and
Airfix models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football, whilst I
had my tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers" and
"bumps". Yoyos and then hula hoops were a great fad in the
playground - no doubt rejected these days by the "health and safety"
brigade. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";"><b><i>Looking
back, toys seem very simple compared with the range today's children
have in their crowded toy boxes, but none then needed batteries! I
have happy memories of what we did have.</i></b> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>More T's <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></span></span></span><br />
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opera, Dad's a military band - and I have no idea what my brother
chose. Later I saved up my pocket money to buy in Wooldworths records
of <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">musicals </span> (78's and 45's)<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></li></ul>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I came across this in my local church magazine and it made me smile. No source or acknowledgement was given, so here it is. </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">The Four Lives of Santa Claus</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I believe in Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I don't believe in Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I am Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: red;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I look like Santa Claus</span>. </span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkkSxwqsamFDGv8LtW2kZSoTrtkIX3CS2A9rAUslPsas_dFxoDOJO0382ChiqGerpSeWNyVIEWZUUf2-kX42fOfNkkP6TLHigGkz6bfvdNTSR2EK2QCVE2yRfaZRoGTfJ3BoSoyRCGG0KZ/s1600/M+Father+Chr.+.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkkSxwqsamFDGv8LtW2kZSoTrtkIX3CS2A9rAUslPsas_dFxoDOJO0382ChiqGerpSeWNyVIEWZUUf2-kX42fOfNkkP6TLHigGkz6bfvdNTSR2EK2QCVE2yRfaZRoGTfJ3BoSoyRCGG0KZ/s320/M+Father+Chr.+.jpg" width="240px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
mother, Kathleen Weston, nee Danson, made this "Santa Claus" many
years ago for a Christmas display - just one of the many soft toys she
made. She was a very talented lady, sewing well into her 80's and her
personal motto is reflected in the posting <a href="http://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.com/2010/12/talented-tuesday-happiness-is-stitching.html">Happiness is Stitching.</a> </span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;">Here I am,
aged around 2, clutching a soft ball, which i think is one my mother
probably made. She enjoyed making such balls from felt and embroidering
the sections in contrasting colours with numbers, or motifs for sale
at village fetes etc. Today the picture of my father smoking a
cigarette by me, would be distinctly frowned upon! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>I</b></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;"><b> was a "dolly girl"</b></span> - I loved my
dolls, which, as my mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest on
the street. With my best friend, Carol, we would wheel our
prams up and down and put the dolls in their cot (an old box),
with a crocheted blanket and lace trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again
courtesy of my mother, or set up the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"></span></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I had a
"Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's lifestyle,
really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book "Sarah
Crewe or the little Princess", by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where Sarah was
given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th birthday.
I saw the book serialised on television and decided that would mark the end of
my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on to collect
costume dolls.</span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xM4PNr9ntO_9CKfx_RDAUDuY8DjJ7O021QusLdg-V4Rkvjlibz3clqIAcaSe9zq3CVHNuOI329gHiGyrcZaYwHDDTZnZtB5NTbtg99ZqwBOswLgH_zAeXntMIK-Mz-QoMZpeh0outnKG/s1600/M+Rag+Doll.+jpg+2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xM4PNr9ntO_9CKfx_RDAUDuY8DjJ7O021QusLdg-V4Rkvjlibz3clqIAcaSe9zq3CVHNuOI329gHiGyrcZaYwHDDTZnZtB5NTbtg99ZqwBOswLgH_zAeXntMIK-Mz-QoMZpeh0outnKG/w300-h400/M+Rag+Doll.+jpg+2.jpg" width="300" /></a><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Funnily
enough I cannot remember having any favourite soft toys, though presumably the
one I am clutching in this studio photo must have been high on the list.</span> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pUNKnZxgyz0w2WZay082FusoLhkjmF0hFs0gOUhOqHgdiwxuLfAhOKNWI98E9-SiDVOojnX5mp_auJH1lHACL8Q35m4cq9oYAmji19YEocav1sCg06U7M9J8SkEVZPSceUeJfc2b78uL/s320/Victorian+doll.jpg" width="240" /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: small;">As for other toys</span>,</span></b></span> I</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;">
remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a
Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe" games
we played. </span></span></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">We
got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was of a
winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria
- 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday. </span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;">Puppets were a favourite
pastime. We would set up a makeshift theatre in the front room
with the <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">clothes-horse and a sheet, and make simple glove puppets from felt and
bits and pieces from my mother's trimming box. I was usually the
script-writer and my brother did the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sound
effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my mother and
aunt the audience. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> loved
getting in my Christmas stocking a pristine notebook to write in, a blank
scrapbook to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with
new pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start of
the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was
wooden where the top swivelled round to show the bottom compartment - the only
drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;">I
enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal
choice. We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be
given <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Books remained one of my favourite presents for any time of year, with an Enid Blyton at the top of my list.</span> </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;">For my brother</span></b>
it was meccano, marbles, conkers, his train set, Dinky cars and Airfix
models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football, whilst I had my
tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers" and "bumps". </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">And finally back to bed</span></b> with
a menagerie of soft toys. My daughter was never a particularly
"teddy" girl - panda was her favourite. Here is Scottie dog, with two
owls perched on top of him and alongside two pandas, a koala bear
present from Australia and a Brownie, knitted from a pattern in
"Woman's Weekly" magazine - a great source of ideas for home made toys
for children. </span><br />
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<h2 class="date-header"><span>Monday 14 February 2011</span></h2>
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<a name="6926456861944582056"></a><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6926456861944582056"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s1600/Susan+aged+3.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s200/Susan+aged+3.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></span></b></div><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
was a "dolly girl" - I loved my dolls and soft toys, which, as my
mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best
friend, Carol, we would wheel our prams up and down and put the
dolls in their cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace
trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up
the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span><br />
<br />
<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My dolls were not
particularly sophisticated, though I had one that said "Mama" if you
pressed it in the right place. My mother made rag dolls, but my very
special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation, with a long
fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded dress. I so
wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span><br />
<br />
<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I had a "Last Doll"
for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's lifestyle, really old for a
doll. The inspiration came from the book "Sarah Crewe or the little
Princess", by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where Sarah was given a grand
doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th birthday. I saw the book
serialised on television and decided that would mark the end of my
"dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
<br />
<span>We got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was
of a winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in
Austria - 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span><br />
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<span>I loved getting a pristine notebook to write in, a blank scrapbook
to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with new
pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start of
the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was wooden
where the top swivllled round to show the bottom compartment - the only
drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span><br />
<br />
<span>I remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and
a Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe"
games we played. Puppets was a favourite pastime. We would set up a
makeshift theatre in the front room with the clothes-horse and a sheet,
and make simple glove puppets from felt and bits and pieces from my
mother's trimming box. I was usually the script-writer and my brother
did the sound effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my
mother and aunt the audience. </span><br />
<br />
<span>I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span>We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
<br />
<span>Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
<br />
<span>For my brother it was meccano, marbles, his train set, Dinky
cars and Airfix models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football,
whilst I had my tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers"
and "bumps". </span><br />
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<span>Looking back, toys seem very simple compared with the range
today's children have in their crowded toy boxes, but none then needed
batteries! I have happy memories of what we did have. </span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span> </span></span></span></b><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq2qGVq05Q3Q8aOCVQ-1q0UTKrDQxaPa7tbkJRcTuS409wAeFyzUsJtMq_EtF2StWnGxkAY0DRlUO1Ymhf41VsIUO5jSBSy8vuDHI9UakP7Ht5cV4J8p4wFEDZaCoyZeYZx9CD6nMvJNwX/s400/J%25E2%2580%25AA+Photo+2.jpg" width="227" /></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span> </span></span></span></b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">A lovely little curly headed girl with her teddy. </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Unfortunately this photograph was unidentified. </span></p><p><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></p><p><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></p><p><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixBDDGMQ9aFVB88goNvlgEnj3-qfckHkQJfWA1N2aPNRyts-_ulUDCtjAjn-cVpda6nITOqeNwG8509oAaxkAmGrCRgbV-UDczFUc6xjWUGkx-oVdVULkn6O6nTTcj8ZCQLX2lC40M9yeNIQ_4fKgkPuQol3IqVL_U4aMKBRrsMd5NA2ltwhvEgpt4Li-b/s634/J%E2%80%AA%20Photo%202X..jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="634" data-original-width="508" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixBDDGMQ9aFVB88goNvlgEnj3-qfckHkQJfWA1N2aPNRyts-_ulUDCtjAjn-cVpda6nITOqeNwG8509oAaxkAmGrCRgbV-UDczFUc6xjWUGkx-oVdVULkn6O6nTTcj8ZCQLX2lC40M9yeNIQ_4fKgkPuQol3IqVL_U4aMKBRrsMd5NA2ltwhvEgpt4Li-b/s320/J%E2%80%AA%20Photo%202X..jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><p></p><p><img border="0" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcsggbcVleNmuNI-LXhnvSVyAGxVl2mWuc68UsAOSe0ci4rcuxB68VEHjBrIDxFwhWC42JWUhvGcuCyTqVY94oE3Sb85NrHW2wKsAYVZ7BH9-uxq53jAoXFqzAGtxClaDKKJPxg8PInAS/s400/00081+Niamh+Maria+%2528Seven+months+old%2529+4-VII-2009.jpg" width="400" /><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span> <br /></span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>****************** <br /></span></span></span></b></p>
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was a "dolly girl" - I loved my dolls and soft toys, which, as my
mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best
friend, Carol, we would wheel our prams up and down and put the
dolls in their cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace
trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up
the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
dolls were not particularly sophisticated, though I had one that said
"Mama" if you pressed it in the right place. My mother made rag dolls,
but my very special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation,
with a long fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded
dress. I so wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span><br />
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had a "Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's
lifestyle, really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book
"Sarah Crewe or the little Princess", by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where
Sarah was given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th
birthday. I saw the book serialised on television and decided that
would mark the end of my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on
to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I cannot remember having a
teddy and cannot recollect the soft toy I am clutching in this
photograph. but I did have that popular 1950's toy (and now very
politically incorrect) a golliwog in black and white checked trousers, a
red jacket and bow tie - again made by my mother. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We got a new jigsaw every
Christmas. The one I best remember was of a winter scene of skaters at
the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria - 45 years later I
actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Getting a pristine notebook to
write in, was a delight, as was a blank scrapbook to show off my
collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with new pencils, rubbers
and sharpener to take to school at the start of the fresh term. The
really classy one that everyone wanted was wooden where the top
swivelled round to show the bottom compartment - the only drawback was
it was heavy in your satchel. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I remember being given (from
the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a Sooty puppet and these formed a
major part of the "make believe" games we played. Puppet shows were a
favourite pastime with the clothes-horse and a sheet, as the theatre and
simple glove puppets made from felt and bits and pieces from my
mother's trimming box. I was usually the script-writer and heroine (of
course) and my brother did the sound effects, with my father the hero
or villain role and my mother and aunt the audience. At Christmas, led
by my father we usually put on a play for the family. The one
requirement was that should wear a long dress with a stole of my
mother's, or as a maid wear a doily with streamers on my head. As you
can gather, I liked dressing up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">For my brother it was meccano,
marbles, his train set, Dinky cars and Airfix models. Outside, he had
his pedal car and football, whilst I had my tricycle and skipping
rope to practice "crossovers" and "bumps". Yoyos and then hula hoops
were a great fad in the playground - no doubt rejected these days by
the "health and safety" brigade. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><b><i>Looking back, toys
seem very simple compared with the range today's children have in their
crowded toy boxes, but none then needed batteries! I have happy
memories of what we did have.</i></b> </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">For her to go into a fabric shop was like going into a jeweller<span style="background-color: yellow;">'s. </span> If
she sat down, she was rarely without a needle in her hand. She was a
creator in patchwork, crochet, collage, knitting, embroidery, smocking,
dolls and dresses, with dabbles into millinery, lampshade making and
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My mother Kathleen (Kay)
Weston, nee Danson was born in 1908 in the small town of
Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. Her older sister Edith was equally
talented and from their photographs they clearly enjoyed fashion. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">At the age of 14 Mum was
apprenticed to be a tailoress and was still making her own clothes in
her 80's - though on a much more sophisticated machine than the old
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Mum set up her own dress-making
business from home and continued this throughout her life. In the
1950's this meant working in the spare bedroom which was icy cold in
winter and hot and stuffy in summer. I remember one time when my little
brother - a typical boy into everything - got hold of her oiling can,
filled it with water and proceeded to "oil" the sewing machine!. He was
not very popular!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I benefited from cutting up old
Butterick and Simplicity pattern books and creating characters and
"schools" from the fashion figures. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">My brother and I in outfits made by my mother c.1948</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;"> See the smocking on the baby dress </span></i><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">& cross stitch embroidery on my blouse.</span> </span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;"><i>In my sun dress - 1950' </i> </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Costumes Mum helped make for the local Staining Gala Day </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I am front left kneeling - early 1950's.</span></i> <br />
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don't know how my brother ever agreed to take part in a fancy dress
parade, and wear dyed red tights as a Yeoman of the Guard. The costume
was adapted from an old red suit of Mum's.</i> </span></div>
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a child, I had the best dressed dolls on the street and especially
remember my Coronation Doll of 1953 with its white dress and long
embroidered purple velvet train. I do now regret not keeping it as a
family heirloom. One of my favourite toys was, a now very politically
incorrect, hand-made Golliwog with his checked trousers, red jacket
and bow tie.</span> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Sadly I have now photographs of these toys and dolls.</span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;">Thirty years
on, my daughter was the recipient of nursery collages, soft toys, a
Cindy wardrobe, costume dolls, crochet waistcoats and fashion jumpers.</span> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Mum
was also an active member of the Women's Institute (W.I.) and
regularly took part in craft competitions, displays and
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I don't have Mum's skill, </span></b><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">but I have inherited her love of handicrafts </span></b></span><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: large;">and she left me with tangible memories </span></b></div>
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: large;">of a very talented lady.</span></b></div>
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has struck
me in writing for Sepia Saturday is how limited the photographs were in
my childhood - either taken on a seaside holiday or formal school
portraits. Of course there was no flash for the average home camera -
so no photographs of Christmas, birthday parties, or playing inside -
nor do I have any
taken in winter. So finding photos for this prompt was a
challenge. </b></span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">There
were occasions when I stayed overnight with a friend (and vice versa),
but the term "sleepover" had not yet reached us from America, and it
was very much a one-to-one arrangement - not a group of friends. Even
so we chatted into the night and did not get much sleep. I cannot
remember any photographs being taken of the occasion.</span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">The
same pattern continued with my own daughter and this is the nearest I
can come to this week's theme - as she snuggled down in bed with her
menagerie of furry friends. <b><br /></b></span><br />
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"teddy" girl - panda was her favourite. Here is Scottie dog, with two
owls perched on top of him and alongside two pandas, a koala bear
present from Australia and a Brownie, knitted from a pattern in
"Woman's Weekly" magazine - a great source of ideas for home-made toys
for children. </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">What struck me in the prompt photograph is the girls looked quite grown up (by today's standard) to be playing with dolls. </span></b><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I was a "dolly
girl" - I loved my dolls which, as my mother was a
dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best friend,
Carol, we would wheel our dolls' prams up and down the street and put the dolls in their
cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace trimmed pillow
and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up the doll's tea
set for a tea party. </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
dolls were not particularly sophisticated, though I had one that said
"Mama" if you pressed it in the right place. My mother made rag dolls,
but my very special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation,
with a long fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded
dress. I so wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
had a "Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's
lifestyle, really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book
"<i>Sarah Crewe or the little Princess",</i> by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where
Sarah was given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th
birthday. I saw the book serialised on television and decided that
would mark the end of my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on
to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">And no - I have no photographs of my dolls at all. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Around
the age of 8, my own daughter had a collection of Cindy dolls - the
British version of Barbie, I think - with a lovely wardrobe of clothes
again made by my mother. </span><br />
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little granddaughter shows not the slightest interest in dolls but she
too struggles to find a place in bed amongst the myriad of soft toys.</span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">So
dolls remind me of my own childhood and my mother's talents - with.
below. some of the dolls she later made for craft competitions and
displays.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;">Recalling Memories of My Childhood </span></span></b></span></div>
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I<span style="color: #990000;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">n my <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #990000;">TOY</span></span> box, there was no question what was my favourite - for I was a "Dolly Girl"<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> - as told in <a href="http://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.co.uk/2016/04/a-z-i-rememberdolls.html">my A-Z entry for D. </a></span> </span></span></b></span><br />
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cannot remember having a teddy and cannot recollect the soft toy I am
clutching in this photograph, but I did have that popular 1950's toy
(and now very politically incorrect) a golliwog in black and white
checked trousers, a red jacket and bow tie - again made by my mother.
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We
got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was of a
winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria
- 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot book<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">s - ones I enjoyed playing later with my little granddaughter. </span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Getting
a pristine notebook to write in, was a delight, as was a blank
scrapbook to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case,
with new pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start
of the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was
wooden where the top swivelled round to show the bottom compartment -
the only drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I
remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a
Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe" games
we played. Puppet shows were a favourite pastime with the clothes-horse
and a sheet, as the theatre and simple glove puppets made from felt and
bits and pieces from my mother's trimming box. I was usually the
script-writer and heroine (of course) and my brother did the sound
effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my mother and
aunt the audience. At Christmas, led by my father we usually put on a
play for the family. The one requirement was that should wear a long
dress with a stole of my mother's, or as a maid wear a doily with
streamers on my head. As you can gather, I liked dressing up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">For
my brother it was meccano, marbles, his train set, Dinky cars and
Airfix models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football, whilst I
had my tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers" and
"bumps". Yoyos and then hula hoops were a great fad in the
playground - no doubt rejected these days by the "health and safety"
brigade. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";"><b><i>Looking
back, toys seem very simple compared with the range today's children
have in their crowded toy boxes, but none then needed batteries! I
have happy memories of what we did have.</i></b> </span><br />
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opera, Dad's a military band - and I have no idea what my brother
chose. Later I saved up my pocket money to buy in Wooldworths records
of <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">musicals </span> (78's and 45's)<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></li></ul>
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<b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">The Four Lives of Santa Claus</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I believe in Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I don't believe in Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I am Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: red;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I look like Santa Claus</span>. </span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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years ago for a Christmas display - just one of the many soft toys she
made. She was a very talented lady, sewing well into her 80's and her
personal motto is reflected in the posting <a href="http://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.com/2010/12/talented-tuesday-happiness-is-stitching.html">Happiness is Stitching.</a> </span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;">Here I am,
aged around 2, clutching a soft ball, which i think is one my mother
probably made. She enjoyed making such balls from felt and embroidering
the sections in contrasting colours with numbers, or motifs for sale
at village fetes etc. Today the picture of my father smoking a
cigarette by me, would be distinctly frowned upon! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>I</b></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;"><b> was a "dolly girl"</b></span> - I loved my
dolls, which, as my mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest on
the street. With my best friend, Carol, we would wheel our
prams up and down and put the dolls in their cot (an old box),
with a crocheted blanket and lace trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again
courtesy of my mother, or set up the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"></span></span></div>
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</span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I had a
"Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's lifestyle,
really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book "Sarah
Crewe or the little Princess", by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where Sarah was
given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th birthday.
I saw the book serialised on television and decided that would mark the end of
my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on to collect
costume dolls.</span> </span></span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Funnily
enough I cannot remember having any favourite soft toys, though presumably the
one I am clutching in this studio photo must have been high on the list.</span> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: small;">As for other toys</span>,</span></b></span> I</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;">
remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a
Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe" games
we played. </span></span></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">We
got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was of a
winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria
- 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday. </span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;">Puppets were a favourite
pastime. We would set up a makeshift theatre in the front room
with the <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">clothes-horse and a sheet, and make simple glove puppets from felt and
bits and pieces from my mother's trimming box. I was usually the
script-writer and my brother did the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sound
effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my mother and
aunt the audience. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> loved
getting in my Christmas stocking a pristine notebook to write in, a blank
scrapbook to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with
new pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start of
the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was
wooden where the top swivelled round to show the bottom compartment - the only
drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;">I
enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal
choice. We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be
given <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Books remained one of my favourite presents for any time of year, with an Enid Blyton at the top of my list.</span> </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;">For my brother</span></b>
it was meccano, marbles, conkers, his train set, Dinky cars and Airfix
models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football, whilst I had my
tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers" and "bumps". </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">And finally back to bed</span></b> with
a menagerie of soft toys. My daughter was never a particularly
"teddy" girl - panda was her favourite. Here is Scottie dog, with two
owls perched on top of him and alongside two pandas, a koala bear
present from Australia and a Brownie, knitted from a pattern in
"Woman's Weekly" magazine - a great source of ideas for home made toys
for children. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: #990000;"><b>Looking back, toys seem very
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: #990000;"><b>today's children have in their crowded toy
boxes, but none then needed batteries! </b></span></span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span>This is the seventh challenge in a weekly series from </span></i><a href="http://www.geneabloggers.com/"><span style="color: #993322;"><i>GeneaBloggers</i></span></a><span><i> called </i></span><a href="http://www.geneabloggers.com/tag/52-weeks-of-personal-genealogy-history/"><span style="color: #993322;"><i>52 weeks of personal genealogy and history</i></span></a><span><i>, suggested by </i></span><a href="http://wetree.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #ff9900;">Amy Coffin</span></a><span><span>, <i>that invite genealogists to record memories and insights about their own lives for future descendants. Week 7 - Favourite Toys </i></span></span><br />
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</span></span></b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s1600/Susan+aged+3.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s200/Susan+aged+3.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></span></b></div><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
was a "dolly girl" - I loved my dolls and soft toys, which, as my
mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best
friend, Carol, we would wheel our prams up and down and put the
dolls in their cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace
trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up
the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span><br />
<br />
<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My dolls were not
particularly sophisticated, though I had one that said "Mama" if you
pressed it in the right place. My mother made rag dolls, but my very
special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation, with a long
fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded dress. I so
wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span><br />
<br />
<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I had a "Last Doll"
for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's lifestyle, really old for a
doll. The inspiration came from the book "Sarah Crewe or the little
Princess", by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where Sarah was given a grand
doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th birthday. I saw the book
serialised on television and decided that would mark the end of my
"dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
<br />
<span>We got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was
of a winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in
Austria - 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span><br />
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<span>I loved getting a pristine notebook to write in, a blank scrapbook
to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with new
pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start of
the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was wooden
where the top swivllled round to show the bottom compartment - the only
drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span><br />
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<span>I remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and
a Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe"
games we played. Puppets was a favourite pastime. We would set up a
makeshift theatre in the front room with the clothes-horse and a sheet,
and make simple glove puppets from felt and bits and pieces from my
mother's trimming box. I was usually the script-writer and my brother
did the sound effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my
mother and aunt the audience. </span><br />
<br />
<span>I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span>We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
<br />
<span>Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
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<span>For my brother it was meccano, marbles, his train set, Dinky
cars and Airfix models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football,
whilst I had my tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers"
and "bumps". </span><br />
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<span>Looking back, toys seem very simple compared with the range
today's children have in their crowded toy boxes, but none then needed
batteries! I have happy memories of what we did have. </span></span></span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>****************** <br /></span></span></span></b></p>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQm8vPdlvkBhMeIxj2Zqxf-f06y6OvMb_5zixC1_5juUBGj75-IIT5oVm7kXY5AuI4AkrJv0kQg2sqaRnVzp3JCn4ZCpD3EtdXQ2YKvsI0tSmEaej7YQ4YYmXDJowFhqVdNnuU0J8yUR4/s1600/Untitled.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" class="GEE3RVNDAAB" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQm8vPdlvkBhMeIxj2Zqxf-f06y6OvMb_5zixC1_5juUBGj75-IIT5oVm7kXY5AuI4AkrJv0kQg2sqaRnVzp3JCn4ZCpD3EtdXQ2YKvsI0tSmEaej7YQ4YYmXDJowFhqVdNnuU0J8yUR4/s200/Untitled.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQm8vPdlvkBhMeIxj2Zqxf-f06y6OvMb_5zixC1_5juUBGj75-IIT5oVm7kXY5AuI4AkrJv0kQg2sqaRnVzp3JCn4ZCpD3EtdXQ2YKvsI0tSmEaej7YQ4YYmXDJowFhqVdNnuU0J8yUR4/s1600/Untitled.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="color: black;"><i><b></b></i></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b>This post was prompted by Julie</b></span><b> at </b><a href="http://anglersrest.blogpost.com/"><b>Anglers Rest</b></a><b> </b></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><i><span style="color: black;"><b>and her series " Book of Me - Written by You", where</b> </span></i></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><i><span style="color: black;">she asks us here to describe our memories of toys and games. </span></i></span></b></span></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xM4PNr9ntO_9CKfx_RDAUDuY8DjJ7O021QusLdg-V4Rkvjlibz3clqIAcaSe9zq3CVHNuOI329gHiGyrcZaYwHDDTZnZtB5NTbtg99ZqwBOswLgH_zAeXntMIK-Mz-QoMZpeh0outnKG/s1600/M+Rag+Doll.+jpg+2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xM4PNr9ntO_9CKfx_RDAUDuY8DjJ7O021QusLdg-V4Rkvjlibz3clqIAcaSe9zq3CVHNuOI329gHiGyrcZaYwHDDTZnZtB5NTbtg99ZqwBOswLgH_zAeXntMIK-Mz-QoMZpeh0outnKG/s200/M+Rag+Doll.+jpg+2.jpg" width="150" /></a><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
was a "dolly girl" - I loved my dolls and soft toys, which, as my
mother was a dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best
friend, Carol, we would wheel our prams up and down and put the
dolls in their cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace
trimmed pillow and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up
the doll's tea set for a tea party. </span><br />
<br />
<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
dolls were not particularly sophisticated, though I had one that said
"Mama" if you pressed it in the right place. My mother made rag dolls,
but my very special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation,
with a long fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded
dress. I so wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s1600/Susan+aged+3.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s200/Susan+aged+3.jpg" width="200" /></a><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
had a "Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's
lifestyle, really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book
"Sarah Crewe or the little Princess", by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where
Sarah was given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th
birthday. I saw the book serialised on television and decided that
would mark the end of my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on
to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I cannot remember having a
teddy and cannot recollect the soft toy I am clutching in this
photograph. but I did have that popular 1950's toy (and now very
politically incorrect) a golliwog in black and white checked trousers, a
red jacket and bow tie - again made by my mother. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We got a new jigsaw every
Christmas. The one I best remember was of a winter scene of skaters at
the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria - 45 years later I
actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot books. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Getting a pristine notebook to
write in, was a delight, as was a blank scrapbook to show off my
collection of scraps and a new pencil case, with new pencils, rubbers
and sharpener to take to school at the start of the fresh term. The
really classy one that everyone wanted was wooden where the top
swivelled round to show the bottom compartment - the only drawback was
it was heavy in your satchel. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I remember being given (from
the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a Sooty puppet and these formed a
major part of the "make believe" games we played. Puppet shows were a
favourite pastime with the clothes-horse and a sheet, as the theatre and
simple glove puppets made from felt and bits and pieces from my
mother's trimming box. I was usually the script-writer and heroine (of
course) and my brother did the sound effects, with my father the hero
or villain role and my mother and aunt the audience. At Christmas, led
by my father we usually put on a play for the family. The one
requirement was that should wear a long dress with a stole of my
mother's, or as a maid wear a doily with streamers on my head. As you
can gather, I liked dressing up. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">For my brother it was meccano,
marbles, his train set, Dinky cars and Airfix models. Outside, he had
his pedal car and football, whilst I had my tricycle and skipping
rope to practice "crossovers" and "bumps". Yoyos and then hula hoops
were a great fad in the playground - no doubt rejected these days by
the "health and safety" brigade. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><b><i>Looking back, toys
seem very simple compared with the range today's children have in their
crowded toy boxes, but none then needed batteries! I have happy
memories of what we did have.</i></b> </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Kathleen & Edith Danson</i> </td></tr>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">"<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Happiness in Stitching" could be my mother's motto.</span></i></b> </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">For her to go into a fabric shop was like going into a jeweller<span style="background-color: yellow;">'s. </span> If
she sat down, she was rarely without a needle in her hand. She was a
creator in patchwork, crochet, collage, knitting, embroidery, smocking,
dolls and dresses, with dabbles into millinery, lampshade making and
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My mother Kathleen (Kay)
Weston, nee Danson was born in 1908 in the small town of
Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. Her older sister Edith was equally
talented and from their photographs they clearly enjoyed fashion. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">At the age of 14 Mum was
apprenticed to be a tailoress and was still making her own clothes in
her 80's - though on a much more sophisticated machine than the old
treadle she began on. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Mum set up her own dress-making
business from home and continued this throughout her life. In the
1950's this meant working in the spare bedroom which was icy cold in
winter and hot and stuffy in summer. I remember one time when my little
brother - a typical boy into everything - got hold of her oiling can,
filled it with water and proceeded to "oil" the sewing machine!. He was
not very popular!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I benefited from cutting up old
Butterick and Simplicity pattern books and creating characters and
"schools" from the fashion figures. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">My brother and I in outfits made by my mother c.1948</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;"> See the smocking on the baby dress </span></i><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">& cross stitch embroidery on my blouse.</span> </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Costumes Mum helped make for the local Staining Gala Day </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I am front left kneeling - early 1950's.</span></i> <br />
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don't know how my brother ever agreed to take part in a fancy dress
parade, and wear dyed red tights as a Yeoman of the Guard. The costume
was adapted from an old red suit of Mum's.</i> </span></div>
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a child, I had the best dressed dolls on the street and especially
remember my Coronation Doll of 1953 with its white dress and long
embroidered purple velvet train. I do now regret not keeping it as a
family heirloom. One of my favourite toys was, a now very politically
incorrect, hand-made Golliwog with his checked trousers, red jacket
and bow tie.</span> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Sadly I have now photographs of these toys and dolls.</span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;">Thirty years
on, my daughter was the recipient of nursery collages, soft toys, a
Cindy wardrobe, costume dolls, crochet waistcoats and fashion jumpers.</span> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Mum
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><i>Mum stitched this patchwork quilt when she was in her 80's. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i> <i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">And of course Mum made my wedding dress - </span></i></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>here arriving at the church with my father.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I don't have Mum's skill, </span></b><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">but I have inherited her love of handicrafts </span></b></span><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: large;">and she left me with tangible memories </span></b></div>
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: large;">of a very talented lady.</span></b></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b>What
has struck
me in writing for Sepia Saturday is how limited the photographs were in
my childhood - either taken on a seaside holiday or formal school
portraits. Of course there was no flash for the average home camera -
so no photographs of Christmas, birthday parties, or playing inside -
nor do I have any
taken in winter. So finding photos for this prompt was a
challenge. </b></span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">There
were occasions when I stayed overnight with a friend (and vice versa),
but the term "sleepover" had not yet reached us from America, and it
was very much a one-to-one arrangement - not a group of friends. Even
so we chatted into the night and did not get much sleep. I cannot
remember any photographs being taken of the occasion.</span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">The
same pattern continued with my own daughter and this is the nearest I
can come to this week's theme - as she snuggled down in bed with her
menagerie of furry friends. <b><br /></b></span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">She was never a particularly
"teddy" girl - panda was her favourite. Here is Scottie dog, with two
owls perched on top of him and alongside two pandas, a koala bear
present from Australia and a Brownie, knitted from a pattern in
"Woman's Weekly" magazine - a great source of ideas for home-made toys
for children. </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">What struck me in the prompt photograph is the girls looked quite grown up (by today's standard) to be playing with dolls. </span></b><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I was a "dolly
girl" - I loved my dolls which, as my mother was a
dressmaker, were the smartest in the street. With my best friend,
Carol, we would wheel our dolls' prams up and down the street and put the dolls in their
cot (an old box), with a crocheted blanket and lace trimmed pillow
and quilt cover, again courtesy of my mother, or set up the doll's tea
set for a tea party. </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
dolls were not particularly sophisticated, though I had one that said
"Mama" if you pressed it in the right place. My mother made rag dolls,
but my very special doll she made me in 1953 for the Queen's Coronation,
with a long fur trimmed purple velvet train, and embroidered, beaded
dress. I so wish now I had kept it as a family heirloom. </span></div>
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I
had a "Last Doll" for my 11th birthday, which seems in today's
lifestyle, really old for a doll. The inspiration came from the book
"<i>Sarah Crewe or the little Princess",</i> by Frances Hodgson-Burnett, where
Sarah was given a grand doll with an extensive wardrobe on her 11th
birthday. I saw the book serialised on television and decided that
would mark the end of my "dolly" era - it didn't really, as I went on
to collect costume dolls. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">And no - I have no photographs of my dolls at all. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Around
the age of 8, my own daughter had a collection of Cindy dolls - the
British version of Barbie, I think - with a lovely wardrobe of clothes
again made by my mother. </span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
little granddaughter shows not the slightest interest in dolls but she
too struggles to find a place in bed amongst the myriad of soft toys.</span><br />
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<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">So
dolls remind me of my own childhood and my mother's talents - with.
below. some of the dolls she later made for craft competitions and
displays.</span><br />
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I<span style="color: #990000;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">n my <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #990000;">TOY</span></span> box, there was no question what was my favourite - for I was a "Dolly Girl"<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> - as told in <a href="http://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.co.uk/2016/04/a-z-i-rememberdolls.html">my A-Z entry for D. </a></span> </span></span></b></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s1600/Susan+aged+3.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5uOOAmtmJSP4GA68aISFjrEluW976u3NS6kguHWeuQmo-JHHptTVXTwLsut2rfmLCQvd0EB5lK81jkRQF26CV33OFMrTduu58dhkUWtg8m7u0Gg5AagmxUUydyt3nnaAbfz9lMLabKb4/s200/Susan+aged+3.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I
cannot remember having a teddy and cannot recollect the soft toy I am
clutching in this photograph, but I did have that popular 1950's toy
(and now very politically incorrect) a golliwog in black and white
checked trousers, a red jacket and bow tie - again made by my mother.
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We
got a new jigsaw every Christmas. The one I best remember was of a
winter scene of skaters at the White Horse Inn, near Salzburg in Austria
- 45 years later I actually visited the inn on holiday</span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">. Games were popular such as dominoes, snakes and ladders, ludo, tiddlywinks and colouring books and join-the-dot book<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">s - ones I enjoyed playing later with my little granddaughter. </span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Getting
a pristine notebook to write in, was a delight, as was a blank
scrapbook to show off my collection of scraps and a new pencil case,
with new pencils, rubbers and sharpener to take to school at the start
of the fresh term. The really classy one that everyone wanted was
wooden where the top swivelled round to show the bottom compartment -
the only drawback was it was heavy in your satchel. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I
remember being given (from the TV series) a Muffin the Mule and a
Sooty puppet and these formed a major part of the "make believe" games
we played. Puppet shows were a favourite pastime with the clothes-horse
and a sheet, as the theatre and simple glove puppets made from felt and
bits and pieces from my mother's trimming box. I was usually the
script-writer and heroine (of course) and my brother did the sound
effects, with my father the hero or villain role and my mother and
aunt the audience. At Christmas, led by my father we usually put on a
play for the family. The one requirement was that should wear a long
dress with a stole of my mother's, or as a maid wear a doily with
streamers on my head. As you can gather, I liked dressing up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">I enjoyed playing at shops, so a toy till , with play money was an ideal choice. <span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We also played at libraries, so I was in seventh heaven to be given a date stamp - and I went on to become a librarian!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Books remained one of my favourite presents for anytime of year, with Enid Blyton at the top of my list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">For
my brother it was meccano, marbles, his train set, Dinky cars and
Airfix models. Outside, he had his pedal car and football, whilst I
had my tricycle and skipping rope to practice "crossovers" and
"bumps". Yoyos and then hula hoops were a great fad in the
playground - no doubt rejected these days by the "health and safety"
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";"><b><i>Looking
back, toys seem very simple compared with the range today's children
have in their crowded toy boxes, but none then needed batteries! I
have happy memories of what we did have.</i></b> </span><br />
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opera, Dad's a military band - and I have no idea what my brother
chose. Later I saved up my pocket money to buy in Wooldworths records
of <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">musicals </span> (78's and 45's)<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></li></ul>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I came across this in my local church magazine and it made me smile. No source or acknowledgement was given, so here it is. </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I believe in Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I don't believe in Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>I am Santa Claus</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: red;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">I look like Santa Claus</span>. </span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkkSxwqsamFDGv8LtW2kZSoTrtkIX3CS2A9rAUslPsas_dFxoDOJO0382ChiqGerpSeWNyVIEWZUUf2-kX42fOfNkkP6TLHigGkz6bfvdNTSR2EK2QCVE2yRfaZRoGTfJ3BoSoyRCGG0KZ/s1600/M+Father+Chr.+.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkkSxwqsamFDGv8LtW2kZSoTrtkIX3CS2A9rAUslPsas_dFxoDOJO0382ChiqGerpSeWNyVIEWZUUf2-kX42fOfNkkP6TLHigGkz6bfvdNTSR2EK2QCVE2yRfaZRoGTfJ3BoSoyRCGG0KZ/s320/M+Father+Chr.+.jpg" width="240px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My
mother, Kathleen Weston, nee Danson, made this "Santa Claus" many
years ago for a Christmas display - just one of the many soft toys she
made. She was a very talented lady, sewing well into her 80's and her
personal motto is reflected in the posting <a href="http://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.com/2010/12/talented-tuesday-happiness-is-stitching.html">Happiness is Stitching.</a> </span></div><br />
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would not be Christmas without a Christmas tree. We did start off
married life with the real thing - but I had enough of trying to get
pine needles off the carpet, so we went onto an artificial tree -
traditional style - no modern, minimalist designer trees in our home! </b></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black;"><b>Reading
some of the house-style magazines, some people focus on colour themes
such as silver & blue, or red & gold etc. for their Christmas
Trees.<span style="color: red;"></span></b></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black;"><b><span style="color: red;"></span></b></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black;"><b><span style="color: red;"><br /> </span></b></span></span></span></div><div class="post-header"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black;"><b><span style="color: red;"> </span></b></span></span></span></div><div class="post-header" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black;"><b><span style="color: red;">For our family the Christmas Tree is one of happy memories.</span></b></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="post-header">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">I<b>n the
past it featured my young daughter's home-made decorations - who can
forget the bells made from egg cartons covered in baking foil?</b></span><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></span>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Now
the Christmas tree signifies our hobbies and holidays </span></b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span> <span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>At
one stage I was an avid cross stitcher and made a series of little
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is my favourite art form and I bought this stocking one December at
the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, London, after seeing a magical
performance of "Sleeping Beauty" - and crossed something off my "bucket list"! <br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b> </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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have been a rich source of delights for our Christmas tree with
decorations here from Austria, Bruges and Poland. Bells, stars. hearts
and "zwiebel turms" - the onion domes that are such a feature of the
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>One of a series of decorations bought at the Christmas German Market held in Princes Street Gardens, Edinburgh </b></span></span></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6929094003071361460"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6929094003071361460" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> <span style="color: #990000;"><i>With a Happy Christmas to all my Readers. <br /></i></span></b></span></span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6929094003071361460" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b> </b></i><br /></span></span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6929094003071361460">
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<span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/">Sepia Saturday </a> <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">gives bloggers an opportunity</span></span></i></b></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">to share their family history through photographs</span></span></i></b></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></i></b></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"></span></span></i></b></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXxcrvHUTlg9uGebeEInSyFIdtgbh8by6xDqCCGUcGUjpBAPt4Y2m2AS7bRPOPF8j8odkpV05v_KBjEdGQzQPobrCsq3W9iMAWETt1GmF8xQ0sFZTl0M0h1kyZnMzYEdtIc8mONJbTcQdd9W_VDejoG-Wx3laSpFk-auRl3rkADHZa4C9l4ac4_T-EkZjd/s320/2312008S.jpeg" width="320" /><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></i></b></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></i></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i><b> <span>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2023/12/sepia-saturday-704-christmas-and-new.html">HERE </a></span></b></i></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i>to turn to </i></b><span><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">other Sepia Saturday blogs<br /></span></span></i></b></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></i></b></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><i>********************** <br /></i></span></span></div><div class="widget-content popular-posts">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>Books are food and drink to me - and what did I become? A Librarian of course! </span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>A</span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>fter an early school visit to the local library</span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span>,</span> </span>I played at
being a Librarian.
I remember one Christmas being delighted at getting in my stocking a
date stamp. I made up issue labels for my books, and dragooned my family
into being customers, so I could enthusiastically stamp away. </span></span></span></b></span></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>Now I do my best to convince people, librarians do more than just stamp books. <br /></span></span></span></b></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span style="clear: right; float: right; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="Girl, Books, Stack, Read, Stack Of Books, Learn, Study" height="320" src="https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2013/07/13/12/43/girl-160172_960_720.png" style="width: auto;" width="160" /> </span>As a child, It was a
treat to get a book at Christmas and birthdays and choosing a new book
to take on holiday was part of the anticipation of the trip. I can
remember the first book I borrowed from the library - a children's illustrated
history of
England with a cover picture of the young Queen Elizabeth 1 In all her
16th century regalia. My love of history began early!</span></span></b></span><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">My favourite author was one much despised then by pundits, but
loved by her readers - in other words Enid Blyton, especially <span><i>The Famous Five, Secret Seven</i> and <i>Mallory Towers,</i></span> also remembering as a younger child<span> <i>Noddy and Big Ears.</i></span>
Enid Blyton's books could be fought over in the library, but we were
less willing to raise our hands in class and admit we read her. </span></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">I loved school stories and got very involved in the long running <i><span>Chalet School</span> series</i>, by <i>Elinor Brent Dyer,</i>
with its foreign setting, odd phrases in French and German, the exotic
names of the characters (Elisveta, Evadne, Gisela) and the exploits of
the lead character Joey Maynard and later on her large extended family.
Another favouritism author was <span><i>Noel Streatfield</i> </span>with her tales of ballet school and skating success. </span></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
</span></b></span><div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">For lighter relief, I had my favourite weekly magazines - <span>"<i>Girl",</i></span>
with Angela Air Hostess, Belle of the Ballet, Kay from "The Courier",
Claudia of the Circus, etc., the Picture Gallery of </span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;">the Royal Family </span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;">or cute animals, which I cut up and put in a
scrapbook, plus a series "Mother Tells You How" on domestic tips - I very much doubt if that column continues today! If
you wonder how I remember all of this - my daughter gave me a
nostalgic book on "<i>The Best of Girl"</i> one Christmas. </span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Classics featured in my reading, boosted by the BBC classic Sunday teatime serials on TV - <i><span>Little Women</span></i> and its sequels,<span> <i>What Katy Did, Heidi, Sarah Crewe</i> <span>and</span> <i>The Secret Garden</i>,<i> Jane Eyre,</i> and <i>Children of the New Forest</i>;</span> later onto Charles Dickens novels - <span><i>Oliver Twist, Great Expectations, Nicholas Nickleby, Tale of Two Cities</i> <span>and </span><i>David Copperfield. </i></span></span><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span>Some of these titles have now fallen foul of </span></span><span> </span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>t</span>he "snowflake/woke" generation, but I never felt I needed a "trigger warning" about them. <br /></span></b></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">In teenage years, I was slow to move onto adult popular fiction - <i><span>Agatha Christie</span></i>
I think was my route, though I have never been into crime novels where
there is a sudden great denouement in the final pages; also <i><span>Georgette Heyer's</span> </i>Regency romances, the novels of <i><span>Daphne Du Maurier</span></i> and <i><span>Catherine Cookson</span>, </i> and the family sagas. </span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;">My tastes haven't changed much - family sagas and historical novels </span></b><br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">For my non-fiction choice -
history, biography, music, ballet, costumes, and crafts pre-dominate and
my collection of reference books is important to me to turn to, to
answer all those odd questions that crop up - even though the Internet has really taken them over. </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">I love curling up in bed or on the
sofa, or
or soaking in bath bubbles with a good book and can't see that an
electronic book has nearly the same appeal. However Kindle did come
into its own when my local library was closed in the extended Covid
Lockdowns. </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
</span></b></span><div style="border: medium; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>M</b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>y own pleasure from books has also come from taking my daughter and then granddaughter to the Rhyme Time sessions at my local library, and seeing them browse through the picture books collection in the low shelves. <br /></b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>Touch and Feel books were a new phenomena to me, and then granddaughter was onto the <span>"<i>Aliens Love Underpants"</i></span> series and <span><i>"Hairy McClary of Donaldson's Dairy"</i></span> - very wacky and great fun! Later of course it was Harry Potter. <br /></b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> <span style="color: #990000;">It is never to early to start loving books!</span></b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="480" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nx2QTXVswVFUHRk1afqP4bFIR-jEZkmqk-QNUWLUi1EJXYp6fUKpqm3bfK36L6G3lPB0vTqSSITCciqQWa5BQOtiuqhUsMmPy1vTSlwTiLlYi1jymgEl2cw6ij6tNYk4zbHShmA7241gpMfwNprJfFhr7E_2MQiE4S_UW7k6KFvrlN-lFlmGjqVo7Q/w400-h351/Niamh%20with%20Book%20%20Nov.10.JPG" width="400" /><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> <br /></b></span></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="border: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>*************** <br /></b></span></span></div></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>(The cartoon image above is courtesy of <a href="https://pixabay.com/">Pixabay.</a>) </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">
<span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/">Sepia Saturday </a> <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">gives bloggers an opportunity</span></span></i></b></span></span></span></b></span></span><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i> <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">to share their family history through photographs</span></span></i></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></i></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></i></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFK66Gg51kF_49iCqhH2_r5-eXiJUBuihGumoclHulkoriiR_4RXIzyKDjfofWEu-0wb272LvfDu_gqoF_sne4C-0DY1ZuBvqFCbQvP6AV1qvpQqiYWSM37Thc5vjLER3zbdiuY0VJnWkLcmoiujwWAH2rDB3-LW9VLwcGW5yI3GCVdbNMQI3H6WWZtJmc/w320-h320/2312002S.jpeg" width="320" /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i><b> <span>Click <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2023/11/sepia-saturday-701-2nd-december-2023.html">HERE</a></span></b></i></span></span></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i>to turn the pages to </i></b><span><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">other Sepia Saturday bloggers </span></span></i></b></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></i></b></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">*************<br /></span></span></i></b></span></span></span></span></div></div></div>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-10495082499395096062023-11-25T15:23:00.001+00:002023-11-25T15:29:46.195+00:00Happy Wanderers: Sepia Saturday <p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><b><i>As we come to the end of this month’s “Walking” theme, I would like to take you on a walking travelogue of where I live in the Scottish Borders. </i></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="576" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZiJ2bgXNYRuWVLxp0YmA_tCX2Q7siKfTQA8OCCgSxRuDMCTYc5QikLzK7E4WTEmhdUoJLHOrHl2NFyYV4-SNpspSjxXG6cWk61TRdtGZ48LXh8P2VnIRB_ddrcb2VtDX4bkMpdVbOgkjC/w400-h268/Eildons+from+St.+boswells.jpg" width="400" /> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;">The iconic image of the Borders - The Eildon Hills. The Romans had a camp here and called it Trimontium, meaning Three Hills </span></i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfO1FPR3NaykdV4Pk6urmN65je2UAHH3dWFs7X4hALJ1mXA0WNZEcDLlznW7yekI_1ioD6tANfCLF-zWtG3dn_vwf14DGPnnAANYkey7Y-DdJU9-WpwQccV0a2elJu4imZJJkvE0uK8f0yJ0bYdd2QCwTmnDETT7TQYOLJsFh73-g31lLsJB68EO49ZLtZ/s432/Eildon%20View%202,jpg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="324" data-original-width="432" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfO1FPR3NaykdV4Pk6urmN65je2UAHH3dWFs7X4hALJ1mXA0WNZEcDLlznW7yekI_1ioD6tANfCLF-zWtG3dn_vwf14DGPnnAANYkey7Y-DdJU9-WpwQccV0a2elJu4imZJJkvE0uK8f0yJ0bYdd2QCwTmnDETT7TQYOLJsFh73-g31lLsJB68EO49ZLtZ/w400-h300/Eildon%20View%202,jpg.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></i></b></div><b><span style="font-family: arial;">View from the Eildon Hills looking across to the Black Hill of Earlston. u can just see outg the left the arches of the Leaderfoot Railway Viaduct </span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;">built in 1865 </span></b><b><span style="font-family: arial;">over the River Tweed A photograph taken by </span><span style="font-family: arial;">my daughter </span><i><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></i><span style="font-family: arial;">- it is a long time since I managed to climb the Eildons! </span><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /> </span></i></b><br /><p></p><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">The Scottish Borders </span></b><b style="font-family: arial;">is a region steeped in history with four ruined abbeys built in the
12th century, and in the Middle ages, it saw years of Anglo- Scottish in warfare and border raids. </b><b style="font-family: arial;">The ruins of castles and towers bear witness to this turbulent period. <br /></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVVj5jM_gDciYmaLkhgtuKjr8Osx13UUlIXl6EcnyZVyMMyBFH61NnUlfzefPMXS8z5rJMR3j_jHg1Cl76h5vJebH24wxJVj6c3FN30xDK0McHWlZKKtRVIZ9z86481AEL-P4S3xN5EwyF/w290-h400/Hermitage+Castle+2.jpg" width="290" /><b style="font-family: arial;"> <br /></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><i>Hermitage Castle, dating from the 14th century</i></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: arial;"></b></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_XzY1h4qn9MZ7OCY6A29mIV0YTN5fJxIUxJcg0pslYlUXhcT9Obv5rWAcPwsMCkoA9ux9Dt3ZK-vxT1lvHd58Ja7TcZNmEy_uCA0aVlO4uuynI-nrVuMNKXctHrucJ-ZEu3HQRC9Icp-P6As3pIpHEQqAUnjSvHSCE6QxYDexk6KRC6vcnDDD6oj5HxAv/s432/Abbey%20Feb%2017.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><b><img border="0" data-original-height="324" data-original-width="432" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_XzY1h4qn9MZ7OCY6A29mIV0YTN5fJxIUxJcg0pslYlUXhcT9Obv5rWAcPwsMCkoA9ux9Dt3ZK-vxT1lvHd58Ja7TcZNmEy_uCA0aVlO4uuynI-nrVuMNKXctHrucJ-ZEu3HQRC9Icp-P6As3pIpHEQqAUnjSvHSCE6QxYDexk6KRC6vcnDDD6oj5HxAv/w400-h300/Abbey%20Feb%2017.jpg" width="400" /></b></a></i></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">The ruins of Melrose Abbey,founded by King David I in 1136.</span></b><br /></span></i></td></tr></tbody></table><b style="font-family: arial;"><br /></b><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">In more peaceful times, gracious historic homes were built, and the region became famous for its woollen industry - knitwear and tweed - with such names as Pringle and Lyle and Scott. <br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP9CcctbX_YiK0UEdAt-27asrrQW9fUwRmYgx2ZZJZedEG2wR-O7GcZc0QU4dAuYvba3ymRoYqb9z5bk5hjc9pijEDi-ZwV6I1OEaasdEBmAUvbgNXlZzqj4hj8ducKx6HmPwS7FZLunhF/w400-h260/Pipers+at+Floors+Castle.jpg" width="400" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><i>Pipe Bands ar the 18th century Floors Castle </i></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;">Woodlands, rivers and rolling hills define the Scottish Borders with a network of long distance trails, shorter pathways, plus a network
of walking groups across the region </b><b style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"> to suit Ramblers and Amblers! Here are a taster. </b><b style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"> </b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="590" data-original-width="443" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxLPl2Z9M6L3RSn49agYSixCWXW0zNu2JJ22Utgwe0yh5nAmLsyx3Bd_MTW8sjcAf4M1-3eqAJE4RrjwM9fhXxfQQIou4CRxcPfDlMFoHOud9Tp0CUs5-N4euObelRVGeO4cCZOTXSZU0/w300-h400/Speedy+Steps+May+18.jpg" width="300" /> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> <b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Cowdenknowes Wood, round the corner from our home in he village of Earlston. </i></span></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUgJZuV2p_dAbfFthUxETlqzAGgnemeVjz7a9tAOAA6zszyxziZ7OGv79vtMZECRtVIeTBaT_nOUgqTRj92LDkjavY3j5PmLmNvKDzJJCoEwIuNH9qhR8N9uyiUdLeb6wF1eQKPIem8q3Fy75eRqzjjRXVTTXaKHI2cldfPATWbxLG9-am724rFx6a1Q/s586/Woods%20in%20Autumn%202B.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="586" data-original-width="439" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUgJZuV2p_dAbfFthUxETlqzAGgnemeVjz7a9tAOAA6zszyxziZ7OGv79vtMZECRtVIeTBaT_nOUgqTRj92LDkjavY3j5PmLmNvKDzJJCoEwIuNH9qhR8N9uyiUdLeb6wF1eQKPIem8q3Fy75eRqzjjRXVTTXaKHI2cldfPATWbxLG9-am724rFx6a1Q/w300-h400/Woods%20in%20Autumn%202B.jpg" width="300" /></a></span></span></b><b><span><span> <br /></span></span></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span> A late autumn walk through the woods </span></span></b><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span><br /></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-FmD4GvFzp4etlIV538Yb2OcHLDMsA8JwKX1ic4hTELObYh686qV_8KucvmXivUOFjpiHm1RhJPU43dxNVBxDETKYyOmfuFC6o8HHmLjNFCfk9lzmokvjJhRce5jlLRIxaALdvUHyJnUk/s1600/Neil+in+Snow+Feb+13.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-FmD4GvFzp4etlIV538Yb2OcHLDMsA8JwKX1ic4hTELObYh686qV_8KucvmXivUOFjpiHm1RhJPU43dxNVBxDETKYyOmfuFC6o8HHmLjNFCfk9lzmokvjJhRce5jlLRIxaALdvUHyJnUk/s1600/Neil+in+Snow+Feb+13.jpg" width="300" /></a></span></div></div><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i> We won't let snow deter us </i></span></span></h1><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i> </i><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuo-TAkYznJMcDt-mCSGZ4eSzMsvosFfgFauN4se2oMic_X-hSt3ZeaOsUDhTqfrtpUC6r87J9lLxgb1H2jBQm_XGlYp5JVUmBFgaQ9jYOFoOgJEmddq8YLKo7DasE2i_-3qSt4FE81vItilWWrui2I0xH6AJJ1eGKANYku2XjGmLUdc-3uosokxoTFJ7/s600/Cowdenknowes%20Oct.%2019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="450" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuo-TAkYznJMcDt-mCSGZ4eSzMsvosFfgFauN4se2oMic_X-hSt3ZeaOsUDhTqfrtpUC6r87J9lLxgb1H2jBQm_XGlYp5JVUmBFgaQ9jYOFoOgJEmddq8YLKo7DasE2i_-3qSt4FE81vItilWWrui2I0xH6AJJ1eGKANYku2XjGmLUdc-3uosokxoTFJ7/w300-h400/Cowdenknowes%20Oct.%2019.jpg" width="300" /></a></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i><br /></i></span></span></h1><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><i><b> </b></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbVSfh_BRFFLBjAYoihAS2258IG8ja8Ou2DM4y29chicyir0fSBU-EJHIDHgqjrRDeTT6Sf5WnLod1RTUW3qfqfILdSrHzwVjahn3MfIg4brYNd_bADIIbCcJATa6hRklFxvI-avdoQnJ/s590/Millbank+Nov+17.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="590" data-original-width="443" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbVSfh_BRFFLBjAYoihAS2258IG8ja8Ou2DM4y29chicyir0fSBU-EJHIDHgqjrRDeTT6Sf5WnLod1RTUW3qfqfILdSrHzwVjahn3MfIg4brYNd_bADIIbCcJATa6hRklFxvI-avdoQnJ/w300-h400/Millbank+Nov+17.jpg" width="300" /></a><br /></div></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><b><i>Looking down on the Leader Water at Earlston </i></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="color: black;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOHiY1rxT2k6H8VvBviq-qCMtMWEP7BAPY-Qv54szsxfRztfkP_LDtuXJgoYQVoDRF9gVkCo3Yq3NetfcVcI80aE5Nci7GJ2h0fKfesYMquaSP8SHcO7IuT-3DhpfwyHW8lrW1VLdwdNE/w400-h300/Tweed+at+ABbotsford+2.jpg" width="400" /> </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span><b>Alongside the River Tweed </b></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span><b><br /></b></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span><b><br /></b></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Click on this You Tube link to hear it sung - and set you on your way. <br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6bZtwTF6YM1dWceiMX6sjqFqfOa9RE1uhGXEpPYMQQubqor37hR04q9uTTfv2yySWMJ_6V4xv5xaM7KvUE425lNOmWHK-cyg7juHTJuyP9KEcy4D-TeeCau1ZuEMroalOGLzuGj_LmK6Q4eYfxUiBUhzS2AHdiOaoVmFBXoqFTqnktIZ_pxOKkCT5WnS/s600/2019%20Haughhead%20Walk%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="600" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6bZtwTF6YM1dWceiMX6sjqFqfOa9RE1uhGXEpPYMQQubqor37hR04q9uTTfv2yySWMJ_6V4xv5xaM7KvUE425lNOmWHK-cyg7juHTJuyP9KEcy4D-TeeCau1ZuEMroalOGLzuGj_LmK6Q4eYfxUiBUhzS2AHdiOaoVmFBXoqFTqnktIZ_pxOKkCT5WnS/w400-h360/2019%20Haughhead%20Walk%202.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> *********** <br /></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span>Sepia Saturday gives geneabloggers the opportunity to share their family stories through photographs. </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span> <br /></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span>Click HERE to read tales from other Sepia Saturday bloggers </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><i><span> </span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> </b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> </b></span></span><br /></p>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-38728441340308182612023-11-17T10:18:00.005+00:002023-11-17T10:30:38.056+00:00Taking a Break from a Walk - Sepia Saturday <div class="separator" style="text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container"><tbody><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i>Containing this months "Walking" theme, on Sepia Saturday, - not rushing about but enjoying a break from a walk.</i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> <br /></i></b></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span> </span></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span> </span></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span> </span></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span> </span></span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span> </span></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span> </span></span><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="480" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNNU_1Af_ElnkaM0SoEDErLGTXB2I8Z-MzHaUsAiJpF4afidxJ4Z_9cwBiJ0ynsopj0wW0Pa5koiY7kPpcDM4zg6YxQtFZVcNQsnVVaLmPtVYf2SgNMgwUfQ-yZdEzAJsNjnvr2BipIIFcbDtRqhUjKnC01ct-M02GObcZAdHQJA4GU-wvznFymw_9mQ/w400-h300/St.%20Mary's%20Loch%204.jpg" width="400" /><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i> <br /></i></b></span></span></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span> </span></span><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-size: medium;">Enjoying the tranquillity of St. Mary's Loch in the Scottish Borders </span></span><i><span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p><p style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span> <b>Surely my parents were taking a break from a walk here, perched on this high rock to enjoy the view. <i><br /></i></b></span></span></p></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i> </i></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="456" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT23o05lq8udPlDCiRFIzXc9l1PyqGF9-WUMyQftffas7q11ZIitDQLHCT20Il_CW6BmCyn6upa-rnFBoKOwmpR_a-IdT9fEQFA6mi3Wdy5NR38Da0ePrbrJ78MDKTU7OxFzmEnzyXt1nT/w298-h400/Mum+and+Dad+on+Rocks.jpg" width="298" /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i> </i></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="color: black;">A
1930's photograph of my mother (left) and father (right) , but I have
no idea who the girl in the middle is. I am also guessing that it was
taken in the Lake District which they often visited and where they got
engaged. </span></span></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVkWxweVL2Xew4bkYrqeI91TiE2w32HLQmVB5kSkkOJ0rqFDhOt20kHlXfRepz8im5VN1so18EJAzOZEATXi9BV1o-3x132otJldqHZVZ8amYyQTO6shCJb6ghWRDpVEFvQcyH8SYAKRjhMoRdTMaQjV1jUgZgKXEz6hhNeiC-xD6ej6EHPFI-wXoeWA/s657/Charles%20Weston.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="657" data-original-width="600" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVkWxweVL2Xew4bkYrqeI91TiE2w32HLQmVB5kSkkOJ0rqFDhOt20kHlXfRepz8im5VN1so18EJAzOZEATXi9BV1o-3x132otJldqHZVZ8amYyQTO6shCJb6ghWRDpVEFvQcyH8SYAKRjhMoRdTMaQjV1jUgZgKXEz6hhNeiC-xD6ej6EHPFI-wXoeWA/w365-h400/Charles%20Weston.jpg" width="365" /></a></span></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span> Anotehr 1930s image - My mother is perched on the fence alongside her brother and sister in law (Uncle Fred and Aunie Fan - and my Nana Weston. </span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiINwi8SxPWDF7K7Gj5Gzes1MzPw_AWtaaeaCE13EUcafhOHFz5vFIc4KK4YW-2ZgQmXdvyZt_M7PjyQDTBJN7sxgIA1JPO69GH_EcTx0wUkFZyIdbS6taVeITBYFRVu9pit0-ZGpPC7tsf/s400/Mum+and+Dad+on+Forth+Bridge.jpg" width="400" /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><b><span style="color: #990000;">Onto 1964 </span></b></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><b><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> and here are my parents enjoying the view on the walkway of the newly
opened Forth Road Bridge, spanning the Firth of Forth, near Edinburgh
with the historic Rail Bridge to the right, We lived about 6 miles
away and it was my father's favourite Sunday outing to drive to South
Queensferry to see how the building of the bridge was progressing. </span></span></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><b><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">It was opened by
the Queen in September 1964 and </span></span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">replaced
a centuries-old ferry service to carry vehicular traffic, cyclists, and
pedestrians across the River Forth - a real bottleneck for everyone. </span></span><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span class="st" data-hveid="81">When the bridge opened, it was the fo</span></span></span></b><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span class="st" data-hveid="81">urth <b>biggest suspension bridge in the world and the longest outside the United States.</b></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span style="color: #990000;"><b>In the 1970s </b></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq4L21q8xGD8EMzncJpAxjfXw5l0kRQsQX0ZIPS06iis1CWI1KsJJbrOJkq_x-pfPwWhqZf_ueP_OUWx7RbFHGBHgBDR3zaLJrGsmfMcV57cUzYyVPl-gncgwtIYixTonUrJf0WA7DQmIrl7ZJsE38LxdRxDSqkCfVpPK-lHeq-GOARPq_s0oyZttLkQ/s448/Duo,%201970's.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="448" data-original-width="304" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq4L21q8xGD8EMzncJpAxjfXw5l0kRQsQX0ZIPS06iis1CWI1KsJJbrOJkq_x-pfPwWhqZf_ueP_OUWx7RbFHGBHgBDR3zaLJrGsmfMcV57cUzYyVPl-gncgwtIYixTonUrJf0WA7DQmIrl7ZJsE38LxdRxDSqkCfVpPK-lHeq-GOARPq_s0oyZttLkQ/w271-h400/Duo,%201970's.jpg" width="271" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i> <b>Husband and I taking a break.</b></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="329" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb53btopsrAbZy_7WReLJsjJxGLtE43_6XPxFkXAM6Dqua3yO1zvUilRcvzTqoC8QjcYQdx7Y90QTLu-4yyjv5flu1zvMEq53VnvA0i7giPZip02OTJIUVDWw4LMV307wtNZtcuOjXtqXM/w219-h400/Mountain+walk%252C+Newstift.jpg" width="219" /> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span style="color: black;">1990s and a welcome wooden bench on a mountain walk near Salzburg Austria - I hasten to add we got up on high via a chair lift! 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<div class="pfButton"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.com/2023/04/lets-take-walk-sepia-saturday.html?pfstyle=wp" style="font-family: arial;" title="Print an optimized version of this blog post"><img alt="Print" class="printfriendly" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/proxy/AVvXsEjXQTxbq90Zf0VgTZSAwRMTIpLVubHwp3nHgPPhaNvPsb5Jb3iqwCfqTT0zldcWgwlU3nWXjEJZCQatbs7XordX4Sxy-MIO7Pw0BKf_OVcPicemridnhCTG1-_E5ghfj-AJNYSKi4SfiWYr=s0-d" style="border: medium; padding: 0px;" /></a></span></div><br />ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-16959329968564084762023-11-11T08:38:00.003+00:002023-11-11T08:41:40.174+00:00For Remembrance - Deep Peace <h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"><span><span class="lyrics-line"><span class="lyrics-line"><b><img alt="" border="0" height="124" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/proxy/AVvXsEj8_MxgiJWTr2WtSXxwLbPTZ6IW3YqYS1v4D09OHcVVsHhSOtz8IQR3NKpvp9dtYOD2jjAA38-ZEooR8DeRDYkzshw-YuDTf-KfV1YypAeH8RCkPPG0oCd45OTtegaqB22CZdDFVWWVo4wmLBYKwS9wzfK4HTnJTWSqBYS6FE1xhIL6IlcQ4A=w200-h124" title="Poppy" width="200" /> </b></span></span></span></span></span></h3><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-2265652095372684859"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><span><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;"><span><span class="lyrics-line"><span class="lyrics-line"><b>On this Remembrance Weekend, when the world is in such turmoil, I thought I would contribute a post on the theme of Peace.</b></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span class="lyrics-line" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"> </span></span><b><span class="lyrics-line" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span class="lyrics-line">This </span></span></span><span class="lyrics-line" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span class="lyrics-line">beautiful Gaelic Blessing immediately came into my mi</span></span></span><span class="lyrics-line" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span class="lyrics-line">nd.</span></span></span></b></span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span style="color: #990000;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span class="lyrics-line"><span class="lyrics-line"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: arial;">There are several blessings with their origins in the Gaelic language of Scotland. Probably the best known is <i>"Deep peace of the running wave to you</i>".
Its simple, gentle words have been set to music by modern composer,
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span class="lyrics-line" style="color: #351c75;">Deep peace of the running wave to you.</span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span class="lyrics-line" id="line-2"><span style="color: #351c75;">Deep peace of the flowing air to you.</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span><span class="lyrics-line" id="line-3" style="color: #351c75;">Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span><span class="lyrics-line" id="line-4" style="color: #351c75;">Deep peace of the shining stars to you</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span class="lyrics-line" id="line-5" style="color: #351c75;">Deep peace of the gentle night to you.</span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: arial;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span class="lyrics-line" id="line-6"><span style="color: #351c75;">Moon and stars pour their healing lig</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span class="lyrics-line" id="line-6"><span style="color: #351c75;">ht on you.</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #351c75;"><span class="lyrics-line"><span style="color: black;"><span><span class="lyrics-line" id="line-7" style="color: #351c75;">Deep peace of Christ, </span></span></span></span></span></b><span><br /></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;">T<b>he Isle of Iona in the Western Isles of Scotland </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Cowdenknowes Wood, Earlston in the Scottish Borders</span></b></span> </div>
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walk along Blackpool promenade, c.1946 with Mum and my paternal grandmother,
who of course were both wearing hats. I don't look too happy, but I
do like that little handbag I am carrying. My dressmaker mother made my
coats, with <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">velvet</span> trimmed </span>collar and pocket<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">s. This is the only image I have of myself with my grandmother. </span></span></span></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Onto the 1950s and on holiday in Bournemouth on the south coast of England. </span></span></span></b></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><span style="color: #990000;"><b><i><span style="color: #4c1130;">Sepia Saturday</span></i></b></span></a><span><b><i> gives an opportunity for genealogy bloggers </i></b></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><br /><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><b><i>to share their family history through photographs.</i></b></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><b><i> </i></b></span></span></span></span><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjoCCGQXnGGSk0V6Yh5Giixkqs6sYy_Ns6v8g6U9e7X9JEoTk0HFUuQSnztMCwyqARvPKa8LbeOSXbunH4_6bULLIGDsA1wQFwJMcdnBLHOztDM12q80MJlsLAw7XJGtDrO3yluGRlqPasz_acHD7_LfIVbz5tmi9uLpE4oOHh86yVReuZejWjT0yFBm2C/s320/2310212ss.jpeg" width="320" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><b><i> **************************</i></b></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><b><i> </i></b></span></span><br /></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><b><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></b></span></i></b></span></span></div><div><br /></div>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-63077687021681328402023-11-02T14:25:00.006+00:002023-11-02T14:29:40.057+00:00Walking the Dog - Sepia Saturday <div><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="color: #990000;">Se<span style="font-family: arial;">pia Saturday's November theme is "Walking" - and this week;s prompt photograph is "Walking the Dog". </span></span></i></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">My contributions can hardly be called "vintage" but they reflect happy memories of our dogs.</span></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPBVsh1nUIlqYRYUVMmIiU_ddrZtsDymvYxzjYDXhnjbPZtjh4DEYzWNW4EtKfQmil3LPKkToFHZtx7BL3od0QEVASOoYCNfgtTYUMp_xrlVrxEcQ3S74lJmBMlYKAH9ozz8UvQOq_3VF/w400-h270/Gillian+&+Joanne+at+SS.jpg" width="400" /> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>Daughter and her cousin walking their dogs on the beach at South Shields on the English north east coast with the Marsden Rock, impressive in the background </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>M</b><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">arsden
Rock is a 100 foot sea stack which lies 100 yards off the cliff face.
Believed to be once a smugglers' haunt, it is now the home of seabird
colonies. In 1803 a
flight of steps was constructed up the side of the rock. In 1903 several
choirs climbed onto the rock to perform a choral service. </span></span></span></b></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">My husband
spent his childhood here, with the beach a favourite playground. </span></span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">In
a way this is an historic photograph, as in 1996 the arch collapsed,
splitting the rock into two stacks. The smaller stack was decreed unsafe
and demolished. </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b><img alt="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8aXmCBGX2tpjJW2k_1CFRfsDiELHvZWJdm-0l_hjJRC5ZbIxORztRDcwb_waWN4H62ququ6Tk3NBp7GfHgXxxCKwIy3Sj5RueGZsLgRTUWLuO3OSvpT9koPlhg6_adS4yb6UQ8O44Lym-/s1600/At+Marsden+Rock.jpg" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8aXmCBGX2tpjJW2k_1CFRfsDiELHvZWJdm-0l_hjJRC5ZbIxORztRDcwb_waWN4H62ququ6Tk3NBp7GfHgXxxCKwIy3Sj5RueGZsLgRTUWLuO3OSvpT9koPlhg6_adS4yb6UQ8O44Lym-/s1600/At+Marsden+Rock.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5i0ELzwAmfiavmFOZ42O7xFQVoauBHN4BhHc6jzTNBuPxVgeFWey4o0Q-GSd2OPxul2L_o4mORgOELdquWfIjZa5JQtZaaXv6GhsCDvuFzxneJpwRQC2Q17aMJ7ZDRMlR-LMbIerWQ7_QyI3PuiCeuro_a3djdPgg6olKeXosesrA5pRd9OxFeKEmFQQn/s1500/olleen%20on%20beach%20,jpg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1140" data-original-width="1500" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5i0ELzwAmfiavmFOZ42O7xFQVoauBHN4BhHc6jzTNBuPxVgeFWey4o0Q-GSd2OPxul2L_o4mORgOELdquWfIjZa5JQtZaaXv6GhsCDvuFzxneJpwRQC2Q17aMJ7ZDRMlR-LMbIerWQ7_QyI3PuiCeuro_a3djdPgg6olKeXosesrA5pRd9OxFeKEmFQQn/w400-h304/olleen%20on%20beach%20,jpg.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Husband with our second cocker spaniel, Coleen on the beach at Beadnell, in Northumberland. </span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTSfe-YApanOIzVesLJrzZszHEhvxnFHBqeIs7vPDNOi1tjlacsV0k8cnA91fWEwu4LLnm8W2GYhVjiEiY-p5P9CmP9YmJnsp59aFuk8dbryfdnzriER_i266hg0kUTe4i7suD4mOMZbI/s320/Susan+&+Cass+2.jpg" width="275" /><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">I</span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>t is a windy May and I am</b></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">well wrapped up for a walk on the island of Iona off the west coast of Scotland, </span></b></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">The pleasures of owning a dog in winter .<br /></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJPvt0JcdA-GsANtTujWw9DXyMlmdy5uWqpgO1OmQ-L926AmF47RdOfDuvkB2oEELGtCXm4G79nlyU0APrAREmoUGWGIfhamWqs9cRpX60m-XkwXOB5rfT1QFwPA_wfDFboK-oRG0v9JdNnbuQkM7L6gjHN9GzcN1k_3GkMKxh0ALIACN9H-QrZI6B1LEe/s485/and%20Cass%20in%20Snow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="485" data-original-width="400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJPvt0JcdA-GsANtTujWw9DXyMlmdy5uWqpgO1OmQ-L926AmF47RdOfDuvkB2oEELGtCXm4G79nlyU0APrAREmoUGWGIfhamWqs9cRpX60m-XkwXOB5rfT1QFwPA_wfDFboK-oRG0v9JdNnbuQkM7L6gjHN9GzcN1k_3GkMKxh0ALIACN9H-QrZI6B1LEe/w330-h400/and%20Cass%20in%20Snow.jpg" width="330" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG0292v7zkUUn5G9CL_MHG5tfFyhAQDYmY4JBJelAxVbtW_FWV4hcJFylykd7von-pKK4qt6R4aOsOF2TSkGvLN5hEl4hBUFZGg65xsEgv7XPgIKLUMqxbKxSprlv-ryg0QUb_te9JgsqmWe5OXIi1CepKJSsxj49tKEkODonxeG2v-rxyZlxzG58FZaSh/s1085/With%20Cass%20in%20snow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1085" data-original-width="941" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG0292v7zkUUn5G9CL_MHG5tfFyhAQDYmY4JBJelAxVbtW_FWV4hcJFylykd7von-pKK4qt6R4aOsOF2TSkGvLN5hEl4hBUFZGg65xsEgv7XPgIKLUMqxbKxSprlv-ryg0QUb_te9JgsqmWe5OXIi1CepKJSsxj49tKEkODonxeG2v-rxyZlxzG58FZaSh/w348-h400/With%20Cass%20in%20snow.jpg" width="348" /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>Daughter and then husband out on the hill behind our then house in the Scottish Borders. <br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw3ZiyQa87Afgn9AjI_jNfKnf9-WPiPlRwMpfa9vnyIlQk1zkaQmOAJbOi_bQnqcIgTCfecgTb6H52Wt5xB4MtLPWNDG7G7w5syC7snz4sSR6Hmtc7yOJuF0-IM-lD4apeJosNXYUQuPRj/w306-h400/Cass+in+Snow.jpg" width="306" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">And if you can't have the real thing, a favourite toy will do. </span></b></span></span><span style="color: #990000; font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7dNp8lV8GaIpTaV_LApMyFO6Poj264g4waGtPZ_VLaYXAmxU7ow8lcQEUFtdzLpejVN55pUvxa6qkxY-muSSNZlpnFSHSwJhcCS0Ag6Ezmj1IQjs_A-2cNBSb4RFyjfmvFcjm9Sm_Q93mcBV9JB5RDrGHTCpKAQAYiZ1TX6gynmGJBT6VC0FH9jh0jwx/s445/img199.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="374" data-original-width="445" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7dNp8lV8GaIpTaV_LApMyFO6Poj264g4waGtPZ_VLaYXAmxU7ow8lcQEUFtdzLpejVN55pUvxa6qkxY-muSSNZlpnFSHSwJhcCS0Ag6Ezmj1IQjs_A-2cNBSb4RFyjfmvFcjm9Sm_Q93mcBV9JB5RDrGHTCpKAQAYiZ1TX6gynmGJBT6VC0FH9jh0jwx/w400-h336/img199.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><i><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Daughter c.1975 </span></b></i></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span><img border="0" data-original-height="511" data-original-width="400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Y1qEOYBFYLzYttzckpNxLV5fLBNVXunqxopTGe28PkF1_MokuisvctTd-udQ0lKmYdQipHh7PiwaJ1i-Q2Y3dQ8Tnu9JZgme-BmRcVdFjSiFtVPJez-K7XFTSPMHY4Wkhfxwn2Wkh1vF/s400/Niamh+wih+toy+dog+.jpg" width="312" /><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i>Granddaughter taking her toy dog for a walk, c. 2010</i></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i></i></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i></i></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> </i></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> </i></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> </i></span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> ***************</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><b>S</b></span><i><b><span style="font-family: arial;">epia Saturday</span></b></i></a><i><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span> give bloggers an opportunity to share their family history and memories through photographs</span></span></b></i></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> <br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSKQwmsYkR5P4iFMXj2VBhit61aEOWHxKCX449lPvzB8pLAqeNfl5CGqFJD6P-CZbLfauWzwi-_82MEo1fReslhLJtxRc2h7KD2Z1j9K-Do6RBB5Gd5-HmioihHCabklYs5QtFdIQttcnWOBYCkH_ibjC7zZUpM9UW19ykaJWArui2UvrnoRNfdnbxIZk4/s320/2310210ss.jpeg" width="320" /><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Click<a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/2015/04/sepia-saturday-276-25-april-2015.html"> </a><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2023/11/sepia-saturday-697-saturday-4th.html">HERE</a> to see how other Sepia Saturday bloggers </span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i>G</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i> </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><br /> </div>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-46113164179638864472023-10-27T09:55:00.009+01:002023-11-02T14:40:33.259+00:00Head, Hairstyles and & Shoulders on Show - Sepia Saturday <h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial;">Continuing this month's Sepia Saturday theme of "Portraits" I focus on heads & shoulders, with the emphasis on hairstyles. down the decades.</span></i></span><span style="font-size: medium;"> <br /></span></h3><div class="post-header"><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI_kWhA_8eZOKN2LlZChywXr8R9SU4YxTzllpnzd9gAE-8g9bob-5iTQ4JETEo5WTZltmCV4QKTi1KjSiKfORlMrz9SrVDMNRNMGPUDHKxSFMSHVYkKPC5xEnW3bMGaooXIWXqDvJeO9lN/s1600/Annie+Bailey.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI_kWhA_8eZOKN2LlZChywXr8R9SU4YxTzllpnzd9gAE-8g9bob-5iTQ4JETEo5WTZltmCV4QKTi1KjSiKfORlMrz9SrVDMNRNMGPUDHKxSFMSHVYkKPC5xEnW3bMGaooXIWXqDvJeO9lN/s1600/Annie+Bailey.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtz3RaMQQwS2Dx4-G4eSuv7iwPVm-byjNKROHWHMRFTIrAk_LWByOGcqRdBgvp8zViLh1SUIoaLXCGlTt0hPbB3fMvnafXeKEAtz0U7Vwcl5jXhxmJ5sveucID1mlqtBcckFEiDySvMtgbMS6eHA8yj12nOKj1RFmD4wTquRaMLRvWVIIil8u5swz2QCn/s307/Mary%20Barbara%20Matthews.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="288" data-original-width="307" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtz3RaMQQwS2Dx4-G4eSuv7iwPVm-byjNKROHWHMRFTIrAk_LWByOGcqRdBgvp8zViLh1SUIoaLXCGlTt0hPbB3fMvnafXeKEAtz0U7Vwcl5jXhxmJ5sveucID1mlqtBcckFEiDySvMtgbMS6eHA8yj12nOKj1RFmD4wTquRaMLRvWVIIil8u5swz2QCn/w320-h300/Mary%20Barbara%20Matthews.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> </span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>My paternal grandmother Mary Barbara Weston, nee Matthews (1876-1959) </i></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Nana was born in Wolverhampton in the English Midlands, one of 10 children born to John Matthews and Matilda Such. Her sister Fanny died tragically when her apron caught fire whilst she was carrying a candle, and she died from her burns. Brother Arthur died in the First World War at Gallipoli, leaving a young widow and 3 children. </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">Her hairstyle is typical of the 1880s and 1890s. </span><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWNXmbuiy2G5QA93bkcVYqcu22_HmsFQIxk_qk6efkyU3tGzNNuDez6wW9gVwrRG8QrjniPauqgSzb32zqz2nCUj3hfQiDhZi20lnmUvZodcnYF1SQDNfYEP2SAZDr5zFJ2iPxfL7erjtPzzgP5fYQ29jKplI_VTLDcU31LKWHjrWt9WHsrM6CbO1SY9Ea/s109/Alice%20English.jpg.tif" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="94" data-original-width="109" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWNXmbuiy2G5QA93bkcVYqcu22_HmsFQIxk_qk6efkyU3tGzNNuDez6wW9gVwrRG8QrjniPauqgSzb32zqz2nCUj3hfQiDhZi20lnmUvZodcnYF1SQDNfYEP2SAZDr5zFJ2iPxfL7erjtPzzgP5fYQ29jKplI_VTLDcU31LKWHjrWt9WHsrM6CbO1SY9Ea/w320-h276/Alice%20English.jpg.tif" width="320" /></a></span></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i><span style="font-family: arial;">My other grandmother Alice Danson, nee English (1884-194</span></i><span style="font-family: arial;">5)</span></b></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">I never knew Alice and she remains my major brick wall as I have been unable to trace her birth certificate and find out the name of her mother This photographs is part of a large family photogaph taken in 1916 as my grandfather was setting out to war. <br /></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> <b><span style="font-family: arial;">Again her plain no nonsense hairstyle was typical of the times.<br /></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> </span></span></b><span style="color: #990000;"><br /></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;">T</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">he
impact on the First World War</span> on the changing role of women saw an
abandonment of the traditional long hair styles of the Victorian - Esdwardian period
to the new short styles of the bob, finger-wave, Marvel wave, shingle
and Eton crop, with their popularity continuing well into the 1930's. </span></b></span><b><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">My great aunt Jennie Danson (1987- who sacrificed her long plait for the new look, without telling her mother. This is one of my favoutie photographs in my family collection. Jennie by all accounts was a feisty woman - she needed to be to hold her own, growing up with eight older brothers whose ages when she was born ranged from 3 to 20. <br /></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmTWJrJDBecs4-5wTA1h9TA9NbYYHsoIgH6FphdJjWbff1lpBzReCEB_dWYMyB_3J2L7vPKX3HIWMIF7A9O7VLkNbCRrhygwUBux-d6FNGzi_ObIZGQAdLENUapDTIADcmc-MN1VBlPMFZ/s1600/Annette's+Paternal+Aunt.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></b></span></a><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmTWJrJDBecs4-5wTA1h9TA9NbYYHsoIgH6FphdJjWbff1lpBzReCEB_dWYMyB_3J2L7vPKX3HIWMIF7A9O7VLkNbCRrhygwUBux-d6FNGzi_ObIZGQAdLENUapDTIADcmc-MN1VBlPMFZ/s1600/Annette's+Paternal+Aunt.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmTWJrJDBecs4-5wTA1h9TA9NbYYHsoIgH6FphdJjWbff1lpBzReCEB_dWYMyB_3J2L7vPKX3HIWMIF7A9O7VLkNbCRrhygwUBux-d6FNGzi_ObIZGQAdLENUapDTIADcmc-MN1VBlPMFZ/s320/Annette's+Paternal+Aunt.jpg" width="204" /> </a></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"> <b><span style="font-family: arial;">An elegant unidentified portrait in my husband's collection - thought to be a relation of his aunt Annette. </span></b></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>My mother Kathleen Danson - Jennie's niece. <br /></i></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>My mother again - with more waves this time</i></span><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><br /></b></span>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000;">I<span style="font-family: arial;">n the 1930''s and 1940's</span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #990000;">, a softer look crept in</span>, with curls and waves all the rage, and during
the war the "roll" was the defining style. This was the age of trying
to emulate Hollywood glamour, despite the realities of life during the
depression and war </span></b></span></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></b><br /></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My mother - Kathleen Danson</span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></b></i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">My aunt Edith Danson <br /></span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></b></i></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><i><span style="color: #990000;">Pigtails to Pony Tails to Perms characterised my look from the 1950s onwards.<br /></span></i></span></span></b></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDpUWXiFkQomkmJNwjNW71XVyYm3M-dYZort0K4mB6T2cFCxGuwnAeIVG_5dOy3myk7u9BbD1mtxhdcLSigCwrpUII6n06zwGsJS0OWv5arULGMjYja4cdxX_nAN3YkFlrbpyxalqmufKI/w320-h400/School+50%2527s.jpg" width="320" /><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"><i> </i><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><b> <i><span style="font-family: arial;">P</span></i></b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">igtails complete with kirby grips and ribbons. </span></b></span></i><br /></span>
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village gala days and on special occasions, my hair was wound into rags
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early teens my hair was long and worn now in a pony tail. It was washed with a final rinse of
vinegar and rain water - my mother's idea of a beauty treatment - and
it took ages to dry in front of the fire as we had no hair dryer.</span></b></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">I became a librarian, so had to work hard at counteracting the traditional dowdy image. So here <i>(below)</i> is t<span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">he young professional look for my first job - worn with a mini length sweater dress and long necklace - all the rage then. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;">
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image above is a rare look, where I spruced myself for a photograph taken for a work's annual report. You can tell it is the 1980s and the age of TV's </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>Dallas, Dynasty and Charlie's
Angels, with big hair and shoulder pads all the rage. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial;">Less glamorously, I was
also likened to Deidre Barlow of "Coronation Street" soap opera fame. The big specs did it! This style involved too much like hard work and did not last long. </span></span></b></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;">More my current tyle below<br /></span></span></b></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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P</span></div></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-2063431268497276552023-10-20T11:48:00.003+01:002023-10-20T11:52:36.846+01:00Edward Smith - A Life in Portraits : Sepia Saturday <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Continuing this month’s Portraits theme, my focus is on my cousin's paternal grandfather
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Ed<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">w</span>ard Stewart Ingram Smith (1871-1923)<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">. </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span>The
many portraits of him in the family's photographic collection depict a
sad tale, tracing his life from a handsome young man to a man haunted
by his war experiences.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></i></span></span></p><div><div style="text-align: center;">
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the most northerly part of the British Isles.</span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif" style="font-size: normall;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;">Edward was born in 1871 in Ceres</span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;">, Fife, Scotland, eldest son of John Ingram Smith and </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif" style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Isabella (Ella) Edw<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">ard.<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> The </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Ingram middle name came from that of the Shetland minister who had baptized his father<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> - 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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>E<span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">dward's
daughter Ella (who lived to the age of 99) left notes relating how
her father was proud of his Scottish heritage, wore the kilt, played
the bagpipes
and spoke Gaelic He enjoyed art and painted in oils. He was well
educated in Edinburgh and spoke with a soft lilting accent and used to
say that Edinburgh people spoke the best English. </span></span></b><br /></span></span>
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school, Edward joined the army as a Gordon Highlander, but did not
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">By the time of the 1891 census, 20 year old Edward was in Leeds where his</span></span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif" style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span> father John was manager at the Victoria Hotel. Edward's occupation was listed as photographer. </span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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further move by the family followed, as by 1901 Edward was working as a
waiter at the Belvedere Hotel, South Promenade, Blackpool. </span></span></b><br /></span></span>
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Presbyterian Church but converted to Catholicism for his first girl
friend, without actually practising in the faith. At the age of 31, in
1902, </span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Edward married Lily Beatrice Jones, 13 years his junior</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">.<i> (below) </i></span></span></b> at Kirkham Registrar, near Blackpool, </span></span></b><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span>
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children were born to the marriage - Lily Ella, Arthur Stuart Ingram,
Edith Florence and baby Edward who did not survive infancy. Edward's
interest in photography is illustrated in the<i> </i>many delightful
portraits he took of his children, notably son Arthur, with his mop of
long fair curls, and in a "little Lord Fauntleroy" outfit. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Ella, Edith and Arthur </span></i></span></b></span></div>
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the 1911 census, Edward's occupation was still given as photographer,
but he was affected by the chemical used in developing his prints; illness struck and Edward had
to give it up. He moved into upholstery, and eventually opened up a
furniture<i> </i>business in Blackpool. </span></span></b><br /></span></span></div><div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5eiW6wZkx6IEIAo_yGSa-j90VRdjJunqxx5x7O73CFBtOUvdirno1CedkHE1J8v_qs3AvyZBChzDgJX6zi22dD0OR5uS3tUnhaDvs9vuZ8OOXLhGchOcEgqghD9UCapIj3bvhFGAjryGp/s1600/Edard+Ingram+smith.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5eiW6wZkx6IEIAo_yGSa-j90VRdjJunqxx5x7O73CFBtOUvdirno1CedkHE1J8v_qs3AvyZBChzDgJX6zi22dD0OR5uS3tUnhaDvs9vuZ8OOXLhGchOcEgqghD9UCapIj3bvhFGAjryGp/w295-h400/Edard+Ingram+smith.jpg" width="295" /></a><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">In 1915 at the age of 44, Edward, as a <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">previously</span> serving soldier, <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">was called up to return to the army and he joined </span> the Liverpool Scottish R<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">e</span>giment. </span></span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> He <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">served </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> in France<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">, but was <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">gassed</span> and injured <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">at the Battle <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">of <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">the </span> Somme.</span> After the <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Battle</span> of De<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">lville Wood, where he was <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">wounded</span> in action, he was invalided back to England<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">and <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">hospitali<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">s</span>ed</span>. </span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span> <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">H</span>is daughter Ella related how <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">h</span>e went <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">to </span>meet <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">her </span> at the school gates and she did not <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">recognize</span> him<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">, as </span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">his weight had <span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">dropped</span> f<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">ro</span>m 15 to 9 stone. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i><b>Edward is the figure on the far right of the back row, </b></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span><i><b>standing slightly apart from his much younger colleagues. </b></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">But </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">following </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Edward's discharge,</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span>family life proved unhappy. </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">H</span>is mother died in July 1919<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> and </span></span></span></span></span></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">at
some point, he separated from his wife and children. A news item of
24 November 1919 in "The Lancashire Evening Post" (traced on <a href="http://www.findmypast.co.uk/">FindMyPast</a>) </span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">made sad reading, when he appeared in court charged with failing to support his family. </span></span><br /></b></span></span>
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cannot help reflect that having to return to active service at the age
of 44 and face the harsh physical and mental conditions of the World
War One battlefields took its toll on Edward, as on so many soldiers.
He died in 1923 aged 52. His wife Lily found happiness in a second
marriage and survived Edward by a further 40 years. </span></span></b>
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photograph below shows an older Edward Stuart Ingram Smith with
haunting eyes and a dispirited air - a far cry from the handsome young
man portrayed thirty years earlier. </i> </span></span></b><span style="color: #990000;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div></div>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-48428627552906216182023-10-13T10:54:00.003+01:002023-10-13T11:06:11.422+01:00Two Close September Sisters - Sepia Saturday <span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: medium;"><i><b><span style="color: #990000;">Continuing </span></b></i></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/">Sepia Saturday</a></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></b></span></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: medium;"><i><b><span style="color: #990000;">'s October theme of Portraits, I feature the life of two September sisters - my mother Kathleen Danson, and my aunt Edith Danson of Poul</span>ton <span style="color: #990000;">le Fylde,</span> L<span style="color: #990000;">ancashire born one year and one week apart in September 1907 and 1908 -one of the oldest photographs in my family collection. </span></b></i></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="post-body entry-content" style="border: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Aunt Edith</span> was the
eldest born on 2nd September 1907. I think of her as one of line of <a href="http://scotsue-familyhistoryfun.blogspot.co.uk/2012/01/feisty-aunt-edith.html">"Feisty Danson Females"</a> and she was fond of regaling me with stories of the family and
her life in teaching. She was the only one in the family to win a scholarship to Fleetwood
Grammar School, riding the four miles on her bike in all weathers. She became
a teacher at Burn Naze School in Thornton (a poor area of town at the time), kept
home for her father and brother, travelled widely, even to Russia in Iron
Curtain days, and married for the first time at the aged 73. You can tell from
her photographs that she was someone who enjoyed life. <span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif">Aunt Edith, was, of course, my godmother and took on the role with great gusto. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">Her sister Kathleen (my
mother</span>) was born 8th September 1908 and was more reserved. At the age of 14, she was apprenticed to a local tailor - and was still making her own clothes in her 80s. She was also skilled In a wide range of crafts . I always think her motto could be <i>“Happinessis Stitching”. </i></b></span></div><div style="border: medium;">
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enjoyed fashion, and made their own clothes on a treadle machine (their
house did not have electricity until 1958) and regularly went dancing
at the Winter Gardens, and the Tower Ballrooms in Blackpool - where my
mother met my father. </b></span></div>
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needlework and crafts, with Aunt Edith also a talented artist. and
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could be my mother's bridesmaid in 1938, but ~Aunt Edith. Forty-three
years later, in 1981, the roles were reversed when Edith married. </span></b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b>I f<span><span style="font-family: arial;">ind it difficult to date this photograph - could she be around 40, so taken around 1909? I would welcome any other thoughts. <br /></span></span></b></i></span></div><p>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Researching the Rawcliffe family was my first venture into family history and I was puzzled by a number of issues relating to Maria. <br /></span></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <i><span style="color: #990000;">Mystery One</span></i> </span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Maria's two granddaughters (who are still alive) always referred to her as "Granny Maria" and her baptismal entry just gives the single Christian name. But there was a puzzle
in that many
official records, such as Maria's 1877 marriage certificate, the 1881
census entry, her 1919 burial record and my grandfather's 1907 birth
certificate all gave her Christian names as "Martha Maria". I sent away to the local Registrar for Maria's birth
certificate c.1859 and outlined my confusion over her Christian name. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span>To
my great surprise the result was two certificates - for Maria, daughter
of Robert Rawcliffe and Jane Carr of Hambletlon, Lancashire born 15th January 1859 and another
daughter Martha, born to Robert and Jane on 20th January 1863. </span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span>Four months later baby Martha died. M</span><span>aria would
only have been four years old then, so could hardly have remembered
her youngest sister. Moreover their mother Jane died two years later, so
could not have kept the memory alive of baby Martha for very long for her
other daughters. </span></b><b><span>So why did Maria adopt her name along with her own?
We shall never know </span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><b> </b></i><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: #990000;">Mystery Two </span> </span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Early on in my ancestral trail, I turned to <a href="http://www.familysearch.org/">Family Search</a>
and was delighted to find entries for my Rawcliffe family, including
the name of "Martha Septima" . This intrigued me - seventh daughter </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> after </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Anne, Jane,
Margaret, Alice, Jennet and Maria.<span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">But
how did her Ag. Lab. father and mother who only could make their
marks on their 1846 marriage certificate, come to know this Latin
tag? </span> On Maria's birth certificate of 1859, Jane again is noted only
for making her mark, but there is no such indication on Martha's
entry. </span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">These
were the days on Family Search when the name was given of the submitter
of the information - an American address and I suspect a
descendant of Maria's sister Alice who emigrated to USA. I did write
but the letter came back "unknown", so very
frustrating. Many years later I traced the American connection, but
no-one
has come up with any clue to the "Septima" name. </span></span></span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">The only other record I have found mentioning "Septima" was on <a>Ancestry </a>in the Lancashire, Church of England Births and Baptism.1813-1911. </span></span></span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Mystery 3</span></span></span></i></span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">The puzzle does not end there, as both the <a href="http://www.lan-opc.org.uk/indexw.html">Lancashire Online Parish Clerk Project</a> (OPC) and <a href="https://www.familysearch.org/[">Family Search</a> record the baptism of a Peggy
Rawcliffe, born 1861 to Robert and Jane, which means Martha would not
be the seventh child but the eighth. Sadly Peggy survived only 16 days. </span></b><br /></span></span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #990000;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">So baby Martha may have had only a very short life, but her legacy lived on in the name of my great grandmother. </span></b></span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">************ <br /></span></b></span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="287" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIiilqJp0UCY6n1GygrdlsSNWSsZBwqQ-ON5_OzE1sD3tkqojA7tyTrtU6QFBygqobYdIP8d04okmoN7s23g25BMt-zqUNbq7CUt8XoHyTb0bXdFFQyHmTlXNKnpZE3VXXFZW3NZY5ED73/s1600/Bull+Street.jpg" width="400" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><i>B</i></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;">ull Street, Poulton-le-Fylde,
just off the Market Square was the home of my great grandparents
James Danson and Maria Rawcliffe and their large family of eight sons,
one daughter and later orphaned granddaughter Annie. In their early
married life, my grandparent also lived in the same block. In the
1960s, Bull Street was demolished to make way for a small shopping mall.
</span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></b></span></i></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglsCr5Dqgxi8YvlBId8GF_MF6TxLlKpNChCoVcKQStA7D6LxotxgL8oo6TjY6oulaDi2eH5yBuJQRYQYYjtEI8rfo9qjNwQSfazSV3Nv_F73ns5HoTF5KyM2WY2xA60V0PRO1UWNEQLvhD/w255-h400/Maria%252C+Jenny%252C+Annie.JPG" width="255" /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></b></span></i></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Maria
with her only daughter Jennie (1897-1986) and in front her
granddaughter Annie Maria, who following the death of her young mother,
made her home with Maria. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="color: #990000;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></b></span></i></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixanmkyyiT1TJUr4ne5taclprRAbKM2O-RC8xvNgm95wjLY_pBUtD4fz8DtQdsZG3rUlfKcvzoYPDE2i-hMs44I1gCD61r6UxOz207FkVz2W6aB7F27BMJTww90iczo4EoY3YSUNvSrSDa/w247-h400/Maria+%2526+Annie.bmp" width="247" /><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></b></span></i></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Maria here with her eldest granddaughter Annie Maria Danson, born 1905. Annie looks to be about 13 years . So this photograph can be dated to around 1916 when Maria would be 57. </span></b></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">The early 20th century was a sad time for Maria, with her death of her husband, eldest son, daughter in law (mother of Annie above) and two sons, killed in the First World War. Maria died aged 60 in 1919. </span></b></span><i><span><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> <br /></span></b></span></i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>But the family still have memorabilia from Maria's life - her kettle, and her teaset and some jewellery. </b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRbtwuG_ZR4JS3x9UlfVmgX-bnRM_ljUVApmIWDxrlMMrN5lnj8HToIo7SpYKSkBSz2aGvJjALf7QSd5L-Kli98OXZn-NcQDEg3gJVoqLEQl8g2O9CMXk3Z75ZnVC-SDaTVtXzSji8RCD/s320/Kettle.jpg" width="289" /> <br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: medium;">C</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>omplementing the kettle was a
tea set which is now with Maria's granddaughter. Maria was
very proud of the teaset which she got from collecting coupons from a
newspaper offer. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyTTC_S858WozQWbeeuqJ08qzotW_Fle65vuDfVmzFBUFqRPLpxH3l47pGeZwgLG8EQVt2dtCaArVBXKb1lk_xMMuZ2Yzoc3W0qBywsbboZ4MrJfly-UExwBHYbQTuk_HRE9-mjo7ZuJ3O/s320/Teaset+2.jpg" width="320" /><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span>
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</p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>Below - a necklace & brooch sent by son Frank who was in hospital </b></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b>in Malta during the First World War </b></span>
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on from Infants to Juniors, where the boys and girls were in separate
classes - When I was there boys were on the ground floor, with playground to the back, whilst girls were upstairs with our own assembly hall, and our playground was at the front of the red brick building - and <i>"never the twain should meet"!</i> </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> I think we were the last council junior school to go co=ed in Blackpool, following the death of the headmistress. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif"> Here I am the prim little girl second from the right on the front
row of seats. My photograph is so like the prompt picture (see below). Hair styles are much the same, but see the popularity of
peter pan collars, and still a large class - of 43 - all very regimented with crossed hands in our laps and crossed ankles in our Clark sandals. Another feature missing
from the group - no signs of any obesity crisis amongst us here, as we
were growing up when rationing was still in force. It only came to an
end in July 1954 - 9 years after the end of the war. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""Trebuchet MS",sans-serif">********** <br /></span></b></span></p><p><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">We
didn't seem to get individual or class photographs at my secondary
school (girls only) but I remember two occasions when the whole school
(about 500 of us I think) gathered on the playing fields for a massive
group photograph. The first year pupils sat cross legged on the grass,
with the staff in their academic gowns seated on chairs, and the rest
of the school grouped behind, either standing or balanced on gym
forms. The result was a large rolled photograph in a scroll box.
Unfortunately I did not see fit to keep these and threw them out when I
was having a major sort-out, prior to getting married. I regret that
now. </span></span></b></p><div class="title" style="border: medium; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>My recollection of my teachers (all female)
is they all seemed quite elderly (though this probably was not the case)
and hardly any were married - most would fit the now old fashioned description of "spinster". </span></span><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>Miss Robinson (English) was a great mimic
at adopting dialects and accents. She brought to life the characters
in such plays as "Midsummer's Night's Dream", "The Rivals" and "She
Stoops to Conquer". </span></span><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">I liked Miss Jones (Latin). Unusually for me, one day I was brave enough to write on the blackboard the jingle <i>"Latin is a language as dead as dead can be. It killed off all the Romans and now it's killing me!"</i> Fortunately when she walked into the classroom she saw the humorous side of it - though she got me to clean the blackboard. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Another Welsh teacher was Miss Edwards
who more than anyone made me want to study history - my first love. It
is amazing what facts I learnt many many years ago that come back to me
when answering quiz questions on TV.<br /><br />Miss Mutch (German) scared me.
She was from the Shetland Isles, bit of a bean pole, with cropped grey
hair and given to wearing viyella checked blouses and v-necked
pullovers. She was burdened with the schoolgirl ditty of <i>"If you miss Miss Mutch, you don't miss much".</i>
I felt doomed from my first German lesson when my attempt (in front of
the class) to pronounce a lovely German "Ich" came out as "Ick".
Still I persevered. She was a good teacher, her lessons stuck with me,
and I can still get-by in tourist German when abroad. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">From
my first term at grammar school, science bored me stiff. Our
science teacher went by the unfortunate name of Miss Smedley, which was
far to easy to change to Miss Smelly. I could not work up any
enthusiasm for learning about microscopic creatures such as the amoeba
and hydra, nor get fired up over a Bunsen burner. My science knowledge
is poor, which is an awful admission to make in the modern world,
though I have learned more from watching the quiz show Pointless on TV.
The irony is I went on to marry a physics teacher! </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>We moved to Edinburgh where I
finished secondary education at a co-ed school and for the first time in my school life I
was taught by men Mr Scott-Allan continued to develop my interests
in the past with a new dimension to it now of Scottish history, and Mr
Ironsides (known as Tin Ribs) kept Latin alive for me. </span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">So I
have nothing but my memories to remind me of my High School days and
University days where I was unaware of any group photographs ever being
taken. </span>I envy the American tradition of School Year Books - a great resource for family historians. </span></span><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnjokXtI89ZY-SoV2EhFjVPRI4PoddG-qEvHtjUqub-K3-c2uHDZ_SDdmHxcItg9QK7PLRlP-kcKvr4UAMB5U6QA8DbcmoooiBFSHQk1nrxbLkcwM1WlZWPpoysqUNg_1U5Cec2ubghgk/s1600/Aunt+Edith.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnjokXtI89ZY-SoV2EhFjVPRI4PoddG-qEvHtjUqub-K3-c2uHDZ_SDdmHxcItg9QK7PLRlP-kcKvr4UAMB5U6QA8DbcmoooiBFSHQk1nrxbLkcwM1WlZWPpoysqUNg_1U5Cec2ubghgk/s200/Aunt+Edith.jpg" width="140" /></a></span>I did toy with the idea of becoming a teacher myself, but my Aunt Edith <i>(right)</i> was not encouraging. </span><span>She won
a scholarship to Fleetwood Grammar School , in Lancashire, riding the four miles on
her bike in all weathers. She became a teacher at Burn Naze School in
Thornton Clevelys (a poor area of town in the 1920's and 30's) and had a
keen memory for past pupils (particularly black sheep) and humorous
incidents such as excuse notes, written for absences. Unfortunately
her memorabilia from her teaching days must have been thrown out at some
stage as I never came across it following her death - such a pity. </span></span></span></span><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span>But
a few years ago I had a delightful find, when the school was
celebrating its 100th anniversary and featured on its Facebook page fond pupil memories of Miss Danson as their infant teacher. </span></span><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">My
student days ended on graduation from Edinburgh University in History - followed four years later by my
brother (Science degree) - and look at his 1970's sideburns! Both our parents left
school at 14 years old - our mother was apprenticed to a local tailor, and was still making her own clothes in her 80s, whilst our father went to work in a local grocer's shop as the errand boy, later becoming a commercial traveller (salesman) and rose to the position of sales director. </span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> My brother and I were the first generation to go to
university - something our parents were very proud of. </span></span></span><br /></b></span>
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</div><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: arial;"><i><span> *********************</span></i></b></p>ScotSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412874349376253984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427560122717203300.post-46063269892904797852023-08-12T14:34:00.006+01:002023-08-12T17:52:53.887+01:00On the Sports Field - Sepia Saturday <div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-5062988720829996640">
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: normall;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">This
week's prompt photograph from <a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com">Sepia Saturday </a>shows, what to me, is someone doing the long jump, whilst fellow classmates watched. So what sports did my family enjoy. </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: red;">Sporting
activities did not feature much in my collection of family photographs, </span> until my granddaughter appeared on the scene. It was said my mother was
good at the high jump, but no photograph exists of her prowess. However my father was very proud of playing football. </span></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;">Dad is on the second row right as vice captain of his school team at Broseley, across teh river from the more famouse Ironbridge. Shropshire, c.1926. <br /></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;">In his own words:</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">"I
was mad keen on soccer, so much so that I had a trial at Birmingham
with the English schoolboys. My teacher took me in his car to that and
to a second trial at Shrewsbury. </span></i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">One
Saturday when I was working as an errand boy, two directors from
Birmingham Football Club came to see Dad and Mum to sign me on - they
refused, saying I was too young to be away from home. I was not told
about this until later and sulked for a month!</span></i><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><i><br /><br />But
a bit of glory followed, when my school team entered a cup
competition. I was vice-captain and we got to the final - and won the
cup, the first ever for Broseley.<br /><br />One
of the supporters took a carrier pigeon along with us and set it loose
at the end to let Broseley know the result and to prepare a welcome, as
we were bringing home the cup!"</i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">My father often mentioned that a photograph had been taken of the team's success, but
that it had disappeared or been thrown out - he felt quite bitter about that. So I set out to try and trace it.</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">Unfortunately
I only had a broad indication of year for the event. I
contacted Shropshire Archives who gave me a copy of the entry in the
School Log Book noting the team's success and naming the team.
Broseley Historical Society put
my enquiry on their online newsletter. I was delighted to hear from
three members of the society with more personal
memories of the pigeon story - and even better a photograph of the
football
team <i>(above)</i> itself with my father identified as Perce
Weston. I always thought Dad hated his middle name of Percy, but he
seemed
to be known by that as a youngster. </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">This is
the earliest photograph I have of my father and I was so grateful to
the Society for filling this gap in my family history. My father
retained his love of football all his life and was an avid watcher of
matches on television, right up to his death at the age of 91. </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="color: red;">On a generation</span> to a similar photograph of my brother in the hockey team of Broughton School, Edinburgh. </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b>
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egg & spoon race, bean bag race, sack race, three legged race &
wheelbarrow race (no doubt some of these have since been curtailed
for "health and safety" reasons), plus the humiliation of dropping the
baton in a relay race - these are my early memories of Primary School
keep-fit activities. Do UK bloggers remember the "Musical Movement"
BBC Radio Schools programme, where we danced around the hall
pretending to be a roaring lion or a a leaf blown about in the wind?
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memories of crisp autumn days and sunny skies glinting through the
trees as we dashed across the court, jumping high for the ball and
shooting at the net, in our sports kit of sky blue aertex shirts (a polo short today) and
short navy pleated skirts. I felt like a promotional poster for
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- But at 14, we moved across the country and I began a new school with
new subjects - such as hockey. I hated it and my mother was not too
keen on having to buy me hockey boots and a hockey stick. I had never played it before,
compared to my teammates who had two years play ahead of me. I hadn't a
clue and dreaded getting hit on the shin by a hockey stick or even
worse on the head by an over-excited player and losing my glasses. Being chosen to play
goalie was even worse, having to don the heavy shin pads, and either
stand still and be bored if the play was all at the other end of the pitch -
or face a mob determined to get a goal passed me. Hockey meant being
cold, wet and miserable with frozen knees and hands and muddy boots and
legs. If netball represented brightness, I saw hockey in shades of
gloomy grey.</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>I was an unadventurous creature, so <i>Rounders was Risky</i>
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ball if fielding, or again the risk of getting hit on the head by someone
eager to run me out as I dashed for the first base.</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b>
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- I wasn't terrier but I loved it - the grass courts and the white tennis outfits. From the
age of 12 I was converted to being a lifelong Wimbledon fan (for the
uninitiated, this is the British Lawn Tennis Grand Slam Championships
held in summer with wall-to-wall TV coverage). I still get excited by
it, as I did then. A few years ago we visited Wimbledon on Men's
Championship Day - purely as a ground spectator, sitting on the hill to
watch play on the giant screen, savouring the atmosphere and enjoying
the traditional strawberries and cream. So at least I have school to thank for introducing me to this lifelong pleasure! </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span>Many years later my daughter ad granddaughter got tickets for C</span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span>ourt No. 1 at and enjoyed the the experience live - not just on TV. </span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span><span>. </span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b>
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teacher and both my brother, daughter and myself have been trainers in
our particularly fields. So teaching is in the blood somewhere. My husband taught physics, and quickly found that to admit
to this fact brought to an end any social conversation. </b>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> Here is my first school photograph from the 1950's. </b></span></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;"> </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>I
attended primary school in Blackpool, Lancashire. I am on the
second front row, second from the right, next to the boy in the striped
pullover. You can come across 1950s school photos from across the country, yet the girls always had the same look - hair in plaits, pudding basin hair cuts, side slides or fancy top ribbons. Skirts had straps </b><b> and Peter Pan collars were all the rage. (no idea how they got that name). Whatever the weather in winter, it was unthinkable for girls to wear trouser, let alone for school - just not acceptable until some decades much later. The only concession to the cold was to wear dark knee length socks instead of white ankle socks. <br /></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;"> </b></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>I
counted a class of 46 then - more than double today's standard for infants class size! </b></span></span>
</div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;"> </b></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>Playing the triangle in my infant school percussion group is one of my
earliest school memo.ries. I was not too pleased at being given this
instrument. Like everyone else, I wanted the favourite choice - the
sleigh bells.</b></span></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>My proudest (and scariest) moment was being chosen to read at the school carol concert held in a nearby church in front of an audience of parents and grandparents. I had to be provided with a box to stand on in order to reach the lectern and read the few lines typed out for me. </b></span></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>_********** </b><b> <br /></b></span></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;"> </b></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>Moved up into junior school, </b><b>we sat
in serried rows of battered individual wooden desks with inkwells, and I
remember chanting our times tables, copying handwriting, the hated
mental arithmetic sessions which I dreaded, and of course reading which
I loved.<br />
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Every Wednesday afternoon we gathered in the hall for community singing and I learnt such patriotic songs as <i>The British Grenadiers,</i> <i>Hearts of Oak,</i> <i>The Bonnie Bonnie Banks of Loch Lomond</i>, <i>Bluebells of Scotland</i> and my favourite <i>Men of Harlech</i>, sung with much gusto. Sea shanties were also popular as we swung from side to side to sing <i> What Shall We Do with the Drunken Sailor? </i> Are these now all forgotten, as I doubt that children are familiar with them today? </b></span></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;"> </b></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;">It was in primary school around nine years old that I first wore glasses. </b><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>My
mother was emphatic that I was not going to wear the hideous national
health service wire glasses with pale pink frames and was prepared to
pay for a slightly more flattering pair. But I always took them off whenever I had my photograph taken. <br /></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> <br /></b></span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><i>"Speccy four eyes"</i>
was a popular call at my primary school for those of us unfortunate
enough to have to wear glasses. I was a quiet, shy child, but funnily
enough I cannot recall being upset by the taunt - it was just part and
parcel of playground culture. </b><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;"> </b></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="font-family: arial;"> </b></span></div><div class="title" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDpUWXiFkQomkmJNwjNW71XVyYm3M-dYZort0K4mB6T2cFCxGuwnAeIVG_5dOy3myk7u9BbD1mtxhdcLSigCwrpUII6n06zwGsJS0OWv5arULGMjYja4cdxX_nAN3YkFlrbpyxalqmufKI/w320-h400/School+50%2527s.jpg" width="320" /><b> <br /></b></span></span></div>
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was not a strict uniform at my primary school, but I was desperate to
wear a gymslip and tie. My mother did not like them, but eventually I
got one handed down from my cousin and wore the school red and navy
striped tie and the red girdle round my waist, feeling I had stepped out
of one of the school stories I loved to read. </b></span></div><div class="title" style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNF2jGFSEGVkJNcWM5ziwaWUhY8q-dRGFGOju3uDNqKLIVV0mm2Hx1zNXUaqRPGq1eTlEp7W4283ll046DhPIdoFD7vbXOR1YPFdWZtktsh7Usbj-5Da4k0eE3GYHIQIDWhn9GZI5nsHN/s1600/Sch+Un.jpg" style="font-family: arial; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNF2jGFSEGVkJNcWM5ziwaWUhY8q-dRGFGOju3uDNqKLIVV0mm2Hx1zNXUaqRPGq1eTlEp7W4283ll046DhPIdoFD7vbXOR1YPFdWZtktsh7Usbj-5Da4k0eE3GYHIQIDWhn9GZI5nsHN/w280-h400/Sch+Un.jpg" width="280" /> </a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">**************</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><i><span>Sepia Saturday</span></i></a><span> </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">gives bloggers an opportunity</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></span><b><span><span><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">to share their family history through photographs.</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCNTCgw5N96IAcMCW_PnW7hYRYWilHqHQrfd3fYmBGn811WUgaKPAZpdtQUt0PRNbFvPVXBYgmnEMKlFRxmsm7-afjOErRh8Jv0ZS8Sy6S8rFxtVO-Yoy8EMY3divAaArQXEKogfG6xBgIkTu_Gy9cli9SRh65ExHFd3s50G7my_HS2Rm8OzqVmojPg8R9/w320-h320/2307238S.jpg" width="320" /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></div><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> Click <b><a href="https://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2023/08/sepia-saturday-684-5th-august-2023.html">HERE</a></b> <b>to </b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>read more schoolday memories from other bloggers. </b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b> </b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>******************* <br /></b></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></span></div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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stationer and newsagent fits the bill in terms of acrowded windows .
In the 1901 census, John P. Weatherly was described as a 40
years old Postmaster of 73 High Street, Earlston,Berwickshire in the
Scottish Borders],
living with his wife, mother-in-law and children. Edward, Ellen and
Margaret. The Trade Directory two years later adds to his role that of
bookseller and printer. </span></span></b><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">But take a closer look at that newspaper placard outside the shop, which announces that<i> "Crippin Removed to Hospital" -</i> the big clue to dating this image. </span></span></b></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><b>Dr.
Hawley Harvey Crippen, was an American doctor He was hanged 23rd
November 1910 in Pentonville Prison, London for the murder of his wife
Cora Henrietta Crippen, and was the first criminal to be captured with
the aid of wireless telegraphy. </b></span></span>
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the right hand window for that unusual term "cyclealities". </b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><b> </b></span></span><img border="0" data-original-height="622" data-original-width="973" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxr6g-bRqeRq9Q2Otl_NFeIwLUipoJpDGMeh14E7p_yr1-XaeFzJO3ic1RVTfwI28JQabhkOX_dAQYJL86Mj6pJo9pURlVRQVKrSnl4H2SeIW3qFStLutBXza-vgnSXuDO3UGYW6CtWZk2/w400-h256/CO-OP+STATION+ROAD++SM+Colorized+.jpg" width="400" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b></span></span><img border="0" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilmJz5iPQcrHHsmX9qc6EjmQehQgs6bPV20LrYOc_xLHh_e_WKc_mDMqhD9Hhn5guS9FVuqi-Z9J-RmyrbdJY_9RpgGMjinj8EX8hBSmLKvzrjHPOoX-jVOPSFmsSVnQWnUZQgoHBNc2D2/w400-h235/Coop+workers.jpg" width="400" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Staff at the local Co-operaitve store</b> i<b>n Earlston which opened in 1898 </b></span></span><img border="0" data-original-height="396" data-original-width="576" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSqNAZQl8PkIA95rmICQmy1K2zg-MkEcRNNd4s8eZg71sSvQDIvIjMqds-ZKJ8HNmICSftoWf8D8hfEhzA1u0iPl3lZE9zD8O3_Ho34awDBA8pxrMzpzDdqdN3_rUgJTrnkHi_SPoD7gJm/w400-h275/Co-op+a-Colorized-Enhanced+%25282%2529c.1950s.jpg" width="400" /><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b> </b></span></span></p><p>
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<b style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Co-op store in the 1950s. </span></b><br /></div>
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>The 1901 census for Earlston lists a William Donaldson, aged 37, a
butcher at 43 High Street. with his wife Isabella and sons, John,
William and Walter, and daughters Isabella and Helen. Two years later
"Slater's Directory for Berwickshire, 1903" lists Walter Donaldson as
the butcher.
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can just make out the sign in the stone above the frontage, with the
staff in their striped aprons - and is that a carcase hanging in the
window? </span></span></b></div></div>
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crowded shop display in one of the many replica shops to be found at
Beamish, the large open air museum. Set in 300 acres, it </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span class="st">tells the story of everyday life life in North East England from around 1880 to 1950, </span></span></b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">with a High
Street of houses, shops & trades, vintage trams and buses, a
colliery with a pit village, farm, manor house and railway station. More shop interiors below: </span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwuYrGjlEDPT0MtLrQgyzjvZFj0Jhv5nbpKbu_TpgaR-kirOavVpwiN5_xtZ-mxopuiJEP9UsI8K57bcNQnLvkgX8-D8X9s_onJMzdGfw4b6cJGosE_k2uAmcMvnPlrWgvPZzOG8y-ZmA3EG57_tCZdHhSkcmZC8xvm6P_Gacjh-AYufgf5I-bEDWPtthZ/s432/Shop%20.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="323" data-original-width="432" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwuYrGjlEDPT0MtLrQgyzjvZFj0Jhv5nbpKbu_TpgaR-kirOavVpwiN5_xtZ-mxopuiJEP9UsI8K57bcNQnLvkgX8-D8X9s_onJMzdGfw4b6cJGosE_k2uAmcMvnPlrWgvPZzOG8y-ZmA3EG57_tCZdHhSkcmZC8xvm6P_Gacjh-AYufgf5I-bEDWPtthZ/w400-h299/Shop%20.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi015Wd0Nta3e_yz59wXdlQfc9ldVbkEQkkJjjES0kWEPS-W2yJFWhDR94UoQ_xc_3YbIQSuXfnSu-PChL-xpnx-qQOVFV_2rsHlzk3LjrsTOh_3z4Kt0FB98uFFOd4U_OHVKiKa8SGOwZ0Z7Hb_61pVwv9s_2ME9Zw89lSqVywBUM-FnB_ll20117zDQP2/s432/Shop%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="323" data-original-width="432" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi015Wd0Nta3e_yz59wXdlQfc9ldVbkEQkkJjjES0kWEPS-W2yJFWhDR94UoQ_xc_3YbIQSuXfnSu-PChL-xpnx-qQOVFV_2rsHlzk3LjrsTOh_3z4Kt0FB98uFFOd4U_OHVKiKa8SGOwZ0Z7Hb_61pVwv9s_2ME9Zw89lSqVywBUM-FnB_ll20117zDQP2/w400-h299/Shop%202.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span class="st"> **********</span></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><b><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span class="st"> </span></span></b></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #990000;"><b>Shopping Memories </b></span></span></span></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #990000;"><b> </b></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="text-align: left;"><span>Shopping with my mother</span><span><span>
in the 1950's in the Home and Colonial Store in Blackpool, Lancashire. No self service of course </span></span></span><span style="text-align: left;"><span><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">but wooden
counters all the way around where you waited patiently to be served
by the staff with your groceries. Standards were different then with
the same cutter used for the uncookeed bacon and cooked cold meats.
Food was loose then, not pre-packed. I loved getting a bag of broken
biscuits in Woolworths - and hoped they would include some chocolate
ones. <br /></span></span></span></span></b></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span style="text-align: left;"><span><br /><br /><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></b></span></span><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></li><li><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">My mother was a dressmaker and we often called into a dark haberdashery store which intrigued me, All the walls were
lined with drawers and cupboards, and the staff seemed to know where
everything was.<br /></span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></li><li><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Another
fascination was in the stores was with the money placed in little
canisters
travelling back and forth along wires above the
counter to an unseen cashier who sent change back the same way. It is
hard to believe but this was still the method being used in the early
1970s in my local Co-op store.<br /></span></span></b><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><br />My father's account, written down in his "Early Life</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">"<span style="color: #990000;"> recalled:</span><br /><br /> - "<i>Leaving
school in 1926,</i>[aged 14]<i> I went to work in a grocer's shop where I had been the
Saturday errand boy. I graduated to delivering bags of corn 80lbs
plus, with the pony and trap - a Welsh cob called Tommy who was
inclined to be lazy. At night I rode him bareback to a field."</i> <br /><br /> I
cannot imagine my father on this job, as he never gave the slightest
indication of any affinity or interest in horses. Perhaps that
experience was enough</span></span></b>! </span></li></ul><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> *********</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: arial;">To finish with - a look at the main theme of the Month - old vehicles </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"> <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;">At the butchers, times have moved on from bicycle deliveries to four wheels - though this van looks rather rickety!</span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></b></span><img border="0" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwS3_JvuhvvKr87oXQoH8ckZ9MNs_qZys3jsO6nwQV1NcyKdo42m2kGrYvZdsItl-8pxP0ssd3k4HyQ_nn8Es3_aElMvP-TES-CTvybZh5AWYKIVDtGLRG7zMb5olhceVBOrYnRKMinUf0/s400/donaldson+butchers+Van..jpg" width="400" /><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><b><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <br /></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><b><span style="font-size: normal;"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b><img border="0" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycnlSRAfolyz4tXHn3WXDIZ_zcZ3tw8Lk0W_h9WLpqVHd49GLuv7R4ThG40KuXxzKtv6QLrF91oxeerYYSNN01h6tVi8Ay3foXRU3LGEVkfErsOy3GVT8z4rYKklDoOnBGWrnllpYArKF/s400/Vehicle.jpg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> Looking
more road worthy Taylors Grocers opened in Earlston in 1908 and was in
business until the mid 1950sm with members of the same family. </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b><img border="0" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBL6GK2W2GQOiYDq9VkuFgPoziOcofDRPLxUWT5jP_ajQ9WANqMC1mJhcoQJDv2Iyw-VSNdh-5meGw7L0SWvVLbGNVBzpM6yTcnvTjc_B2SQghiCv4DHi-vy6ZVy2HAKe7_Mft3wZ0NO90/w400-h297/davie+waite+1.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRvVxHZVeHWg9K0FgfZx3y0xqgSU4w2BkX-bBVEQBWx085JrCJCo6rZXg9kY-1qaauNklb-ejdDdU-dW2HdZrcOkO4jZKnIipe7miVBu84KT5-AAxniGWLiQEErjymy29RxaPP7FHeMqHJ/s400/COOP+VAN+AT+ST.jpg" width="400" /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">The Co-op vans and their drivers, ready with their mobile shops to serve rural communities. </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>With thanks to my local heritage group <a href="https://auldearlston.blogspot.co.uk">Auld Earlston </a></i></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>for the images on the village. <br /></i></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">***********************</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/"><i><span>Sepia Saturday</span></i></a><span> </span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">gives bloggers an opportunity</span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif">to share their family history through photographs.</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b><span><span><span><span><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span face=""trebuchet ms" , sans-serif"><span> </span> 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