Sunday, August 05, 2012

Country Living

Old photographs can make an excellent aide-mémoire. Looking at this one from 1992 I realise that we've been living in the country for over two decades now. Miss Hannah was still at primary school (St Mary's in Ballymena, now demolished) and her headmaster, who lived in Portglenone, would pick her up at the end of our lane in a big station wagon crammed to the doors with his own children. Those where the days when child seats were not compulsory and youngsters could bounce around in cars largely unrestrained.

Without this picture I would not have remembered that the last time I made wine was 20 years ago. Unfortunately I don't remember what I made it from or if it was any good but I'm sure it was. I'm sure too that we didn't give it much of an opportunity to mature because 20 years ago I still wasn't fully mature myself. And, it seems, according to my children, I still have some way to go.

The chair Bert is sitting upon and the sofa on which Hannah perches upon a heap of hideous mismatched cushions are long gone. The table is still around. The house that Bert built, and the table I bought for it belong to Clint now and he uses it as a potting bench in one of the poly tunnels.

5 comments:

Grannymar said...

Great memories. I love the memory jog we get from old photos.

Nelly said...

Like ourselves photos get more interesting as they get older.

rol pol said...

Yes, but who won the chess game? Did Bert get punished for bringing his queen out too early?!

Nelly said...

I wish I could remember!

hootchinhannah said...

Bert would most definitely have won this game, as I was only learning. Though he taught me well as I often beat people at chess.