I do hope you’re all well and looking forward to Easter (although, by the time you read this it will have no doubt been and gone!).
As usual, it will be a full house here (which I love) with all the family getting together and lots of visitors. Louise (my niece), her husband, along with her Dad and little Sophie will be joining us from Nottingham. My mother-in-law is coming down from Cumbria plus all the boys will be here too with girlfriends, fiancés etc. Saying that, my eldest will be coming with his fiancé and my youngest with his girlfriend, my middle son Phil will be returning from Texas, which is unfortunately where his girlfriend lives. Not that I have anything against Texas (I watched ‘Dallas’ with the best of them lol!), it’s just rather far to commute, shall we say? Anyway, I digress…
Now, you’re probably expecting me to say that the 6th March this year was the best Mother’s Day ever as I was truly spoiled with lovely flowers, gifts and cards as well as a delicious meal in a lovely restaurant. (Is it just me or do meals in restaurants where there’s no cooking or clearing up always taste better?)
Well if you said that, you’d be right… to a point… but this one was exceptional! Why? Well I’m afraid you need a little background info for that!
About 25 years ago I asked my Mum if I could borrow a load of old photos to bring down from Scotland – please don’t ask me why… I have no idea – anyway, I never got around to taking them back. Unfortunately, several years later I was moving house and, as usual, some things were very organised and packed perfectly, and then the rest of the stuff was thrown in boxes and bin bags. Well, the day I was moving into my new residence was in fact the day the bin men came… and yes, you’ve guessed it… all of the family photos ended up being taken to the local dump!
We didn’t have loads, but I was heartbroken. I have no pictures of me as a child with my Mum and Dad, I have a few photos of my Mum in her late seventies and only one photo of my dad.
When my mum sadly passed away nearly nine years ago we brought my brother down to live here, it was all terribly rushed (just as well,as I found the whole process terribly painful), and the few bits that I brought down south got put in the loft (usually when that happens it means they’ll never see the light of day again!). The night before Mother’s Day I was hunting for something in the loft and I pulled out a couple of old carrier bags… when I looked inside, I couldn’t believe it!
There was my Mum’s wedding album and a load of old photos!
There was even one of me and my maternal Granny taken in Glasgow when I was just five years old. I can remember that photo being taken by a random person in the street who had taken our details and sent it on! We were just coming out of Woolworths and the bag I’m holding was my pick ‘n’mix!
This was just the best Mother’s Day present in the world and I haven’t stopped looking at them since! Three generations in one carrier bag! Brilliant!
So I thought I’d share my new found joy with you. One thing for sure is that these days everyone seems to take a lot more photos (okay, I know most of them are stored on phones and tablets etc), but I think those memories are so important.
I know we shouldn’t have regrets really, but I do wish I’d taken more pictures when the boys were growing up. I have quite a few, but not as many as I’d like.
We’re all a bit odd in this family (for those of you that haven’t already picked up on that!) in that nobody likes having their photo taken! Including me! Which is even more odd given my job! Presenting in front of the camera is one thing, posing for a photo, quite another!
And on that happy note of my joyous discovery of true hidden treasure, I would like to say a very Happy Easter to all of you, and a special congratulations to…
Jayne K – the lucky random winner of my Easter Competition! Jayne’s favourite is a Cadbury Flake egg – I must say, a very good choice!
Thank you to all of you who entered with all your favourite Easter eggs, delicious!
Will be in touch soon with another update on my progress with The Body Rescue Plan by Christianne Wolff. It’s all going rather well really. Hope I can say the same after all the Easter chocolate!
Now where did I put that creme egg? Lol!