Don’t forget to remember your Mother
I took my mother for granted, but it’s never too late to remember…. 1. The way she wore her make-up. Just lipstick & mascara. 2. Short-hand typing. Marvellous swirly foreign […]
Tag Archives: photos
What did you do this week?
Ok, peeps, I am putting my foot down. Ouch. Now, I know that you understand the importance of a family memory. After all, you saved that picture of your little […]
Oh, what a luvverly war!
Wartime wardrobes come to Peacetime Pickering! A glorious Autumn morning greeted my family last weekend. A buzz of excitement filled the house as the kids remembered that today we had […]
Pandemonium in the Pews – harvest festival nostalgia
Harvest festival. Corn dollies, scarecrows and all manner of crafting entertainment for kids. The time of year that signals Autumn’s arrival more than any other. I can recall being no […]
Letters home rediscovered, 1946
My home is stuffed with precious things. None more so than this small box of envelopes. After 65 years secreted away in a plastic bag, they were discovered by my […]
My baby’s eyes
All throughout my childhood I can remember people telling me that I had pretty eyes. These days it is hard to find them beneath the crinkles, and I have noticed […]
Family adventures from Welsh Blogland. Day 14
One of the family holiday traditions which I appear to have inherited by some kind of Osmosis is the arrival and departure ‘greeting’ ritual. Let me explain…..Every year from the […]
My life story in pictures
So I am sitting here looking at pictures of my kids. I am wondering whether there was a time when my own mother did this very same thing. No computers […]
Kids get all snappy on me
I love photography. My husband loves photography. The camera is never far from someone’s face in our house. My sons are both showing signs that they have artistic tendencies, so […]
Why you simply MUST SaveEveryStep
My name is Helen and my mum died 5 years ago. So why haven’t I changed my phone to read ‘dad’ instead of ‘mum’ against their number? I cannot bring […]
Summer, a ball and a bat. Perenially sweet nostalgia.
Mum, 1950, aged 15. Back row, 3rd from right. Last week I took my eldest son to his first ever Rounders match. For those of you watching in Black and […]
Memories of ElastiGirl skin
Oh Crap, I appear to be getting old. I no longer understand Tweet messages. Sometimes. Quite often. A lot. It’s not that I hadn’t noticed, but to be quite honest […]
The Guilt Monster – are you saving or shredding your kids’ memories?
“Pleasure is the flower that passes. Remembrance the lasting perfume.” Jean de Boufflers There are certain parts of being a mum which are, let’s be honest, a real turn-off. 1. […]
Photographic Family Histories – getting your memories in order
“Whatever a man’s age, he can reduce it several years by putting a bright-coloured flower in his button-hole.” Need a little help making your family photos reflect your family life […]
Action Man or Atari? My Life Story in toys
I must confess to feeling slightly horrified by a conversation I had recently with my son. He is 11 and was in the throes of declaring redundant the Power Ranger […]
