Aunty Molly's poem Part Four

Another lovely blog Rose ... ah what memories ...

Thanks Rose ... and Aunty Molly ...
I'm enjoying the stories ...
well-remembered with vivid descriptions :o)

Love it! Looking forward to reading more.

Ah the memories of lovely sand dunes - and the itching - lol.

I gave up on the housework decided to look here first Rose,
again really moving and lovely memories of how the children could be children and play safely without a lot of money and expensive electrical equipment. Think today the children are somehow missing out on that part of growing up. I think it is a shame they do not experience things like this. They seem to go off on more expensive holidays abroad and there can be no substitution for somewhere you have grown to love and return to year in year out. They would say boring today but to me it is something they are missing out on. After saying that I always took two youngest camping and never went back to the same place twice but they have such good memories of our camping holidays, hard work for me with all the driving to do and cooking and entertaining, hardly a holiday. lol. but we did see lots of beautiful places and fantastic scenery. Hopefully they will have these memories to look back on - somehow do not think they will put pen to paper though. Another thing which we do not do any more - SHAME!

Thanks for the verses they are really interesting such fabulous memories - made me want to go to Spurn Point a place I have never visited, ah well maybe one day.

Hubby and I often talk about this Olive , especially since all these electronic games have come out.The youngest grandaughter , when I asked what she would like from Father Christmas , said a computer or a mobile phone , and she's only 7!Other than that, it was just a purse, not much difference is there.Although she does like to go to Cleethorpes for a day out with us and loves the sand pit and little steam train which takes you round the sea front and the eldest also loves to go on caravan holidays.

We used to go to Cleethorpes quite a lot a few years ago now Rose, but it was not for the seaside, we used to take our youngest there to train for swimming, she trained and swam for CADS club. The Swimming Coach she had at Lincoln coached there and we went with him to train with him there made some really good friends over there, in fact I still miss them all. Don't see them now but still have good memories of lots of hectic training sessions and fantastic swimming competitions with them all. Eh we also had fantastic fish and chips there too, which was probably the best out of all of it. lol. only kidding.

Lovely to remember times like that. Childhood memories can be so vivid, and bring lots of pleasure .

Thanks Sheilar and Terra for reading them all .I'm so glad you enjoyed them.That was all the poems from her childhood , but she did another about her parents shop and her life because of it , which if you are interested I will put on.Thanks Dywliss and Hywell , so there may be more to come.I would just like to say that writing these poems has brought a lot of lovely memories back to me of my lovely Aunty Molly and Lily my Mum .I wonder if I would have appreciated these poems when I was young! Thanks once again Olive and there still are great fish n chips in Cleethorpes.

That's a lovely poem, Rose, it was very sweet to read about her days as a youngster, with your Mum, I agree about the little ones not getting out and about in the fresh air, but then again, you have to keep an eye on them, if you can get them out at all! It's a pity...at least your littlest grandchild loves playing in the train room with her Grandpa, lots at her age would be welded to the nearest tv!

I've really enjoyed reading these poems again Elizabeth and I bet Keith wishes he was playing in the train room!

You're dead right, Rose, pet!!

More happy memories and some more recent ones too. My daughter brings her children up for a fortnight before Daddy gets his holidays and then he comes up and they all go off to a holiday let and to do some sailing somewhere. It is visits to the beach everyday if the weather is nice. Sand castles and gritty sandwiches washed down with coffee from a flask. We are lucky to still have beaches which are not commercialised as yet. We also have nice country parks where she can teach them about the life of the trees in the wood and all the animals who live there. Then it is home to bed and stories out of our imaginations relating what has been done or learned during the day. We are lucky we have been able to turn the clock back to relive all those happy times. The only difference is we go by car. Thank you Rose I hope there is lots more to read.