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wendy potts, 07 September 2012 23:07
I was standing outside my son's salon one day when a small boy came up to me and asked why the vets across the road was not open. I told him because they close early on a Saturday. He had a small dog on a piece of rope which he said he had found in the park. He asked me ...
Anne Lewington, 02 July 2012 08:00
It's my grandson's birthday today. He's three. At the moment he's sitting next to me watching the magic words come up on the screen. Nothing unusual in that, you might say. Grandma's often look after their grandchildren. But Damien lives with me. At age 65 (next month) I'm a full-time mum again. If anyone had suggested I'd be doing this ...
Jose Segal, 12 July 2010 16:21
The kids next door just drive me wild,I was never thus as a child.They pull their cat’s tail,Who sets up a wail,They pull up flowersAnd scream for hours.They break arms and legsAnd steal all my pegs.But when at last they go to schoolI find I miss them – I am a fool!
Dorothy Pope, 12 July 2010 16:06
Oh for a taste of Fuller’s Walnut Cake!Good as she is, my mother cannot bakeOne that’s a patch. I positively acheTo cut a slice and delicately takeA fingernail-sized portion, just a flakeOf that incomparable icing, makeIt’s fragile eggshell crispness slowly breakDown on my tongue, and blissfully partake – Translucent white, a tad short of opaque,A work of genius and no ...
Shirley Hinds, 24 June 2010 16:05
When I was a child, deliveries to your home were made by horse and cart. The bread van resembled a chariot, identified by the company’s name. The horse was harnessed between two long spokes. The baker walked alongside, carrying each delivery of bread and cakes in a huge wicker basket, loaded up between houses. The milk float was a larger ...
by Zena Noculak, 14 June 2010 11:25
I am very excited, my third birthday. A January morning, a soft light burns and there are shadows on the walls. I don’t remember having a birthday before, and I can see my party frock hanging on the back of the door – it’s pink with lots of frills and there are packages on a table by my bed. This ...
Anonymous, 25 August 2009 11:39
I remember making a splash on an unforgettable summer holiday at a seaside caravan in Skegness, says Carole Balfe, 51, of Harlaxton, Grantham A pile of old photos in a box brought back wonderful memories of my first childhood holiday. It was the summer of 1962 when our family had its first experience of camping in a caravan. I was ...
Pamela Gregson, 25 July 2009 17:13
I would like to tell you about my holiday in Hemsby Norfolk in the 1970s. We had just moved to Norfolk, after settling in we decided to look at a cheep holiday, we had needed this holiday as we had not been able to afford one in our old home in Harrogate. We found out the lady up the road ...
fablevns, 11 May 2009 13:53
In my childhood days ... there was no one quite like My sister, Sue or Susan that was her name; We almost looked like twins, with clothes and hair the same.Brown hair tied in two long plaits and tied with lots of bows, you seeWe were not that very different my sister Sue and me. We went to the same ...
Rob Hurd, 11 September 2008 19:29
For years now I have had a hobby – juggling. I juggle with anything from mugs, kitchen knives fire torches and balls. The only problem is that I’m not that good, I’ve had a few mishaps. Once I was showing off in a friend’s front room. I was doing really well, juggling with balls, saying how good I was – ...
