‘Testing……testing 123’…. “How is your memory”?

I Remember….

I remember those times when life seemed so great….

I can remember the year, but not the exact date…

Because I was only 3, and I could just about stand,

my mum and dad seemed happy… “but now he’s gone, and I don’t understand”?

I remember going to our Nanna’s, and we stayed for a while,

and she spoilt us with toys and clothes of our young style!

I liked it there, and my Grandad was my best friend….

and he could do ‘no wrong’, and he could never offend!

I would help him garden, and we built bonfires of great height,

and when they were lit, it was a wonderful sight;

Sometimes our Nanna would bring us some bread….

and say “hold the slices over the fire, and make toast instead”!

But, our time there was only a temporary ‘measure’…

and through tears and kisses, I heard “it’s been a pleasure”;

We left our Nanna’s house in my Uncle’s new car,

and the journey to the train station was not too far;

The train station was noisy, and the crowd made me scared,

because there was ‘pushing and shoving’, and nobody cared!

And the train engines roared, and some engines began to spit…

with a thick black oil being omitted from it!

Inside the train we settled ‘at last’, and then my mum began to cry,

and her tears never ended, and I thought I knew why?

‘She’s sad because Nanna and Grandad are now on their own,

and we are going somewhere to find a new home!

I fell asleep on the train when we arrived at our intended destination, but I was very briefly disturbed, as I was helped into a car in the darkness of the night, along with my 3 brothers, with two being marginally older, and the other ‘a babe in arms’, and our next destination would be to our new home - “a home that I would see during the following day”!

“WHAT A SURPRISE”!!!

In the morning, when I eventually awoke, the scene was so exciting, and it felt REFRESHING! “Over 50 years later, I can remember that feeling well”, and it was so ‘bright and clear’, clear from any tall trees, and even my tiny mind it was a feeling of freedom, and ‘in particular’, a freedom for the mind and my little soul, because our previous home had a tall walled courtyard, and it was surrounded by tall trees, and there was no view, whereas this scenery was now of the open sea, and the little harbour, that was just outside our front door, which quickly became our new playground!

I can remember the year being 1971, and it appeared(“to our mum”), to be safe enough for ‘us kids’, to go outside on our own, BUT, we had strict instructions to only ‘stay & play’ in the harbour(“which was like our playpen”!), and my eldest brother(‘being 6 years of age’) was in charge of his two younger brothers(“me 3, and my second oldest brother being 4 years of age”!); There was an unforeseen restriction to our confinement of playing in the harbour though, and it came, at first, as an unpleasant surprise- “a very wet and messy surprise”!

“Water-water everywhere, that you’d never want to drink,

because the water’s very salty, and the weed can really

stink”,

“It’s coming in from that opening, in the harbour wall,

and now I’m sinking in the sand, and where on earth’s my

ball”?

My ball was floating in the water, but the water was now too

deep,

“Please come back to me, my ball was not that cheap”!

But my little ball went out to sea, and I never saw it anymore,

‘perhaps some fishermen will see it, and bring it back to shore’?

but my hopes were extremely hopeful, and the ball did not

return,

and I suppose it was a lesson about the tides, that I was yet to

learn!

My little blue and yellow striped ball never came back, and if you ever found a blue and yellow striped ball, probably the size of an English Greens bowling ball, in, ‘or around’ the years of 1971 or 1972, then it’s very brief history is that it was purchased in Mousehole, in Cornwall, and it’s presence in our home, was for a very short and loving period, and I hope you, or your pet dog, enjoyed its use!

I can remember “a good majority of my childhood, but the haemorrhage, that I suffered in my brain, has mostly affected my short term memory, “especially when I’m told things like “the washing-up needs to be done”, OR “it’s your ‘round’ next”!

I have been deaf in my left ear, ever since I suffered my brain haemorrhage, and that can also be an excuse for my ‘selective hearing’, and some orders just go unheard, ‘like’, “can you sort the bins out”, or “can you sort out the washing”?

“I’m making myself sound lazy here, but I’m only joking-‘honest”!

There, unfortunately will be a time when I frustratingly won’t be able to remember many things, and not just because of old age, but, with it will be due to my previous brain damage (‘haemorrhage’), and now with a bad case of Osteoporosis that has affected my memory, I will find that to be very frustrating, but I find writing to be a helpful activity for the mind, and during my many visits to hospital, I would sadly see very many people that are “far worse off than me”! “I am so lucky”.

SO- “I might repeat myself, and I might ask questions that I have

asked before,

and I apologise for my frustrations and my routines that are

becoming a bore”!

SO- “I might repeat myself, and I might ask questions that I have

asked before,

and I apologise for my frustrations and my routines that are

becoming a bore”!

“I know that I’m about as exciting as a bag of cold chips,

and I have many disabilities, along with my ‘dodgy hips”!

‘In sickness and in health’-“well, I was healthy for two

years before,

But, you kept that promise and you’ll always be the girl that I

Adore ❤️ x

‘By the way’, because of privacy issues, I now live in a property that has tall fencing around the garden, and it has large protruding trees at the end of the garden, that combine to give me the ‘claustrophobic feeling ‘once more’!