In Yorkshire for a few days visiting family, primarily for the wedding of my eldest niece yesterday, at a venue just outside York. Great day out and a chance to wear a suit and look smart for a change. Sadly this could probably be the last great big family social get together that we get to enjoy with my sister and parents present. (Both my parents are in their mid 80’s and are slowly succumbing to the ailments that come with old age, and are quite frail).
“Sometimes you will never know the value of something, until it becomes a memory.”In Yorkshire for a few days visiting family, primarily for the wedding of my eldest niece yesterday, at a venue just outside York. Great day out and a chance to wear a suit and look smart for a change. Sadly this could probably be the last great big family social get together that we get to enjoy with my sister and parents present. (Both my parents are in their mid 80’s and are slowly succumbing to the ailments that come with old age, and are quite frail).
On the island?Off the the Lindisfarne Festival tomorrow and the weather is looking ok
Love Walton, used to love seeing the kids enjoying the same rides I used to go on when I was their age! Also a cracking beach.
Yep...Walton is lovely, years ago a load of mates and I and our various girlfriends, wives and whoever we had woken up with that morning would head off from down in darkest Essex (Lakeside area) up to Walton for a day out. Lounging on the beach, cricket until the tide came in, then whatever format of a bat and ball game was most suitable until the water reached our necks, food and a beer in the pub, walk along the pier and then finish off on the small fair that seemed ever present which had the fastest Waltzer I've ever been on anywhere in Britain...I swear that half the bolts were loosened to make it go faster!!!Love Walton, used to love seeing the kids enjoying the same rides I used to go on when I was their age! Also a cracking beach.
Love Walton, used to love seeing the kids enjoying the same rides I used to go on when I was their age! Also a cracking beach.
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Happy memories as kids spending the whole day on the beach with mum and dad, swimming, sand castles, mum fetching big trays of tea from the cafe to go with the sandwiches she made (made with real sand I remember!) then an hour or so at the end of the day in the amusements, always finishing with the noisy and terrifying Ghost Train!
With respect PJ87, you mentioned "Grandad passing", and just seemed to carry on without any further thought.
