A different time

I recently visited my mum to retrieve some of the photos of my childhood

It was a different world back in the late 60s and 70s. Everything seemed so innocent and timid

When you look back through the photo’s of your childhood; it wasn’t the world being innocent, it was you, reflective of your age, seen through your eyes and experience

Back in the 60s and 70s the world was as it always was, intersperesped with wars conflict and injustices

My world in 2018 is still innocent, my eye’s protect me from injustices, conflict and wars. They show me hope and happiness

What do your eyes show you?



What happened in 1966?

Yes,I know England won the world cup but what else happened?

No,there wasn’t a drought..that was 1976

No there wasn’t a royal wedding

No we didn’t win the Eurovision song contest

Yes, that’s right I was born

The Wrong Watford!

My mum and sisters live in Watford, I live in Birmingham. Today I drove to see them with my daughter and granddaughter

We were happily chatting on the journey that I know like the back of my hand…or so I thought

Where on earth are we!? I proclaimed to my daughter about an hour into the trip. Neither the M6 nor the M1 have only two lanes!

She checked the maps on her phone,the A14 she replied. I don’t think I have ever been on this road before? I pondered out loud

No problem, just put”Watford” , into maps please to get us back on the right track, I asked my daughter

To my delight, the ETA to Watford was only 35mins away. I must of found a short cut by accident, I decided

6 mins to Watford came very quickly and we were in beautiful country roads, this is definitely not the Watford I grew up in.

The penny dropped in my head rapidly, the satnav has taken us to Watford Northamptonshire, home of the famous Watford Gap service station…oooops

The Lost Boys. .30 yrs on

I have watched this brilliant cult movie twice in my life

Once when it was released back in 1987. My life was yet to unfold

In 1987, I got married for the first time at the age on 20. New to life, child free. Everything ahead of me.

The movie was one of the top movies of the year, fun, the soundtrack, clothes, the hair , all depicts the area and also my life at that time. Yes, I had the “big “hair and shoulder pads

30 years on, I watched the movie in Birmingham Botanical gardens. It was called a “retro cult classic film”. I was a hundred miles from where where I first watched the movie.

The movie was the same, my life so different. Four children, one grandchild, a different city, a vastly different life.

I watched the movie with my son on his 24th birthday.

Even my children are older than I was when I watched the Lost Boys for the first time

Life. ..it keeps on moving.

Ob-la-di Ob-la-da, Transylvania style

Many years ago in the early 70s when I was about 5 yrs old, one of my Christmas presents was an LP Album entitled “Top of the Tots ”

I loved that album and the house filled with the cheerful songs like “chirpy chirpy cheep cheep ” and the “pushbike song ” not forgetting wonderful lyrics like, “Dick -a -Dum Dum” . One of my all time favourites of the early seventies was by Marmade, the unforgettable, “Ob-la-di Ob-la-da “.

Well, many decades later, I did almost forgot it until this short trip to Sibiu, Transylvania

Low and behold my partner and I were enjoying out evening meal, accompanied by a three piece set of musicians, when they started to play “Ob-la-di Ob-la-da”

Well, I never expected that ☺

In the 90s. .and 70s!

A post popped up on social media, talking about being a child of the 90s. They had the inconvenience of carrying portable CD players and tamagochi to “virtually “keep alive

I grew up in the 70s , my music player was a portable record player where the record used to hang over the side of my pink portable box. The television only had 3 channel, yes just 3! Not only that, programmes never started until midday. I can remember when they first launched a morning TV programme, it was headline news and many people were outraged

My “hi tec ” toys were a doll called Katy Copycat, she could copy your hand writing and Randy Rider

Yes we didnt have so many electonic gismis, but I wouldn’t swap my 70s childhood for the world

Cyclists everywhere

Yesterday was the perfect cycling weather

I know this because cyclists were everywhere. Young, old, slim and not so slim, the roads were overloaded with people on bikes

The cocky teenagers on their bike, only using one wheel as if it they were a stallion about to fight .

The couples on their bikes riding (annoyingly ) in twosomes with the more experienced cyclist protecting their partners with pride by riding next to them

The father and son bonding bike rides, the son not looking so enthusiastic about the ceremony. Their face whistfully wishing they were playing out with friends instead

The school’s of children excitedly on their first guided bike ride, with patents and teachers watching them with hawk eyes

The family bike ride, dad at the front with the bike specially made for himself and his toddler daughter, behind in quick succession the young son and mother.

Yes, they were all out yesterday and where was I?

In my car stuck behind them

Baby’s day out

Yesterday my daughter took my granddaughter to “Humpty Dumpty Adventure Land ” its a local soft play area

“How sweet”, I can hear you saying. It’s the late Mays school holiday, so what a nice thing to do

She could play with other children, have fun in the ball pit, climb the climbing frames, go down the slides and have a little lunch there. ….

…one problem. She’s 7 weeks old!

An adult sleep over

“What did you do last night? “I can hear you ask

My answer is, “I went to a friends and had a sleep over”

Yes, at 51 yrs old I am still having sleep overs, why should they just be for young people.

I took part in all the sleep over stuff, we ate food that was bad for us cake, chocolates etc, drank too much prosecco (being older we are allowed to have this at our sleep overs! ) we played games, listened to music, laughed, stayed up too late

I then went to sleep on the living room floor on a blanket

No matter what your age, grab a friend and have a sleep over 😉