General Chat

I'm pleased that this thread is being a comfort to you AB and Sue ( and any one else ).................I'm off to my bed now......maybe to dream of being a link ( that would be lovely ).............goodnight Friends and sweet dreams to you xx

I'll just nip into the linen cupboard and grab a tablecloth then Amanda:-))) I love this thread.

Sue xx

SueMaid , my dear , such beautiful words !! I hadn't heard that one before . Thank you : )) ..........there is nothing wrong with feeling maudlin ( could I be so bold as to suggest that if you feel the need for a good howl , then a tablecloth over the head is a wonderful thing ).

Amanda xx

I don't know AB. I read it once and it was signed "anonymous". I love it and I've put it in a scrapbook album I've made with all the old photos.

Sue xx

Edit - it's beautiful isn't it, Claire

SueMaid, I like that link in a chain thingy you just posted.
Claire x

AB.........if flower arranging isn't an arty craft then what is it ?......lol

Me.....I just bung them in a vase and hope for the best......lol........but I can't stop myself from gathering beech nut husks and fir cones with the intention of "arranging " them......lol

We used to go on holidays that always involved looking for stones , Dad dragged us up hill and down dale in search of minerals , we had such fun.....lol
Every beach was a stony one and when ever we walk our dogs now on the beach my eyes are fixed to the floor always seeking Carnelians , we have his old tumbler so can now polish the ones we find .
Oddly my Granddaughter ( who was born the month after Dad died )always asks for the stones to play with ......links in the chain : ))

I love the "links in our chain" - that's why I love this -

I saw behind me those who had gone and before me those who were to come,
I looked back and saw my father and his father and all our fathers
and in front to see my son and his son and the sons upon sons and beyond,
And their eyes were my eyes.
As I felt, so they felt, and were to feel, as then, so now,
as tomorrow and for ever.
Then I was not afraid, for I was in a long line
that had no beginning, and no end,
and the hand of his father grasped my fathers hand,
and his was in mine, and my unborn son took my right hand
and all up and down the line that stretched from time that was,
to time that is, and is not yet,
raised their hands to show the link.

Sue xx

PS I feel I'm getting a little maudlin:-))

OMG. What is it with Jim Reeves??

My Nan died in 1981, 2 months before my first son was born.

My Dad died in 1983, 7 months after my second son was born.

Mother and Son, they both loved Jim Reeves.

Always cry when I hear him. Loads of good memories though, Christmas, New Year and the fourth Friday of every month.... My Nan and my G Aunt Lil visited and sampled my Dad's home made wine!!!

What an eye opener that was. Jim Reeves followed by "Bits 'n' Pieces" by the Dave Clark 5. Zip- up ankle boots, lacey underskirts and BIG knickers. This was at 4.30 in the afternoon. lol

Nan was always known as "the Duchess", a bit like Annie Walker except every 4th Friday.

Coming over all emotional now but in a nice way.

xx

Lol.....AB........I feel like a fossil too : )

I haven't got as far as deciding what to create from all the treasure yet but the fittings are rather outdated now and probably not worth the effort of glueing stones onto them .
I need to get hold of a basic table to have in my craft room .....then I can sit at it .....have a good old think and hopefully some inspiration will appear.
My house is scattered with Amethyst beds and crystals from my Dads collection..........he was a bit mad about minerals........lol

We ae links and I'm glad you like the expression . I have a chest of drawers in my craft room that belonged to my G.G.Grandparents..........so they are also in that room with me..........lol

SueMaid.....we are all links in our chains . We never leave the beloved ones behind but at the same time I think I understand what you are saying .
Having lost both my parents I had a struggle earlier this year when my daughter had her baby girl ( the first one born that neither of them ever saw or knew about ) .

AB.....my Mum could turn her clever hands to almost any craft , sewing , knitting , painting ( water colours , oils , barge painting etc ). Dad was very interested in rocks and minerals and they had a shop selling home made jewellery in the 70's . I've got fittings and findings and more polished stones than I can shake a stick at..........lol.........I've been running my fingers through a jar of polished garnets that I'd forgotton all about .

We always have Christmas at our house. A sit-down lunch and then an open house in the afternoon. The first Christmas after dad died I couldn't bear to have it at home. I knew I would see dad sitting in "his" chair smiling at the grandkids and just enjoying the family. So we had Christmas at my daughter's and that helped. But I found going into a new year the hardest. I felt we were moving forward and leaving dad behind. I found that very difficult to bear.

Sue xx

I know what you mean AB. I try, nowadays to have Christmas totally unlike the ones I had as a child. I'm reinventing it a bit more each year. One year I even had pink decs! Clashed beautifully with the terracotta colour paint on the front room walls!! But it is a struggle every year ...

Bah humbug and please do not mention Christmas in my OH's hearing until 1 December or he will fine you £1.00!

Jill

It's easier now but the 1st year was horrible, AB. I do miss him but I can now enjoy memories without feeling so sad. Mostly anniversaries that get to me now.

Sue xx

SueMaid.....I know what you mean too.........I just passed the three years last month of losing Mum and it will be five years in a couple of weeks that my Dad passed away suddenly .

I have so much to thank them for , they where beautiful parents ( warts and all )...........my loft has been groaning under the weight of the craft stuff I kept that had been theirs..........and now it is nearly free..........lol .

No - you never do get over it ... it's horrible and I hate being an orphan ...

I used to get really really miserable around Christmas time as it was mum's birthday on 9 Dec and when we were kids we put up the decorations in time for her BD. So for years I carried on doing just that and every year I cried buckets. Finally, my son said, "Mum, why don't you put up the decorations the week after nan's birthday?" Duh. So now I do. I don't cry buckets any more but it still hurts ...

Jill

It does, Amanda lol. I didn't say that very well but what I meant is being sad at remembering is better than not remembering for me:)

If it makes you feel any better Uggers , less than five minutes after being in sobbing tears I was laughing again as I was having a revelation about women covering their heads with cloths and wailing..............lol.......I can't remember what I actually said but my OH was in stitches..........lol

Yes it can catch you at unexpected times. The young girl next door was telling me about losing her mum when she was 10. I came home and had a good cry - partly because I felt sorry for her but also because I felt sorry for myself. The anniversary of my dad's death is coming up and I feel a bit raw at the moment.

Sue xx

You've all made me really sad. But in a way it's wonderful to relive things like that, even if they do choke us really:)

If I hear the Seekers I always end up chocking back a tear for my dear old Dad.........bless him .