I went a different way to the accountants today as I went from a different direction.
For all the years of my secondary education I walked along this road to catch the school bus.
The church on the left where Harry & I got married.
We lived just by the road sign you can see there in the distance. It has the dark roof you can just see beyond the white house
I walked to church on my fathers arm in the slight drizzle....we walked back & had the reception in our house & garden. Just a simple wedding as was the norm in these days.
The small primary school where my sister went to school is just past our house.
I did take a photo of our old house, I will post it perhaps.
Three good things:
1. Revisiting old haunts.
2. Snowdrops.
3. Making chicken soup.
Nice to re-visit and reminisce . Life was much easier then , Weddings were more of a family affair , not a big slash of a wedding - but an affair within one's mean !
I think we are all of an age where only close relatives were at weddings - even a reception of 20 people cost a lot! You really are a child of this area!
So nice to share memories like this. Do you know who lives there now I wonder? Back home we had a lady who was born in the house I grew up in and she loved to go upstairs to just look out the window of what was her bedroom. Happy times!
@sarah19 Lucky for her that you never minded...that’s a lovely story Sallie.....there is something about your childhood home that always draws you back....one of my brothers is particularly sentimental about such things!
@maggiemae I am Maggie but Harry is even more than me....just eight miles in one hop! He is not a great traveler!! Weddings happened during the day & you had a proper send off after the reception...they didn’t go on all evening in those days! You had a proper going away outfit!
I very rarely drive down that lane these days as it’s a route that I don’t use much but it’s always quite sentimental thing to do. Happy memories too luckily. I’m still in touch with the girls that lived in the houses around me too!
You have taken us on a walk down memory lane. And a lovely place this is too. If I were there I would have stood on the pavement and clapped all the way as you passed by.
I very rarely drive down that lane these days as it’s a route that I don’t use much but it’s always quite sentimental thing to do. Happy memories too luckily. I’m still in touch with the girls that lived in the houses around me too!