Once I started scanning in pictures, well I couldn’t stop and I have asked my mum of I can have the family tin, which is a box full of wonderful pictures and things from our family history.
Look at those side burns, this is me and my wonderful dad. I still have the rabbit, well mini has claimed it and my mum still lives in the same house, although she doesn’t have the bar or the wonderful mural on the wall in the sitting room.
This is me and my wonderful paternal Grandad who lived with us. I was his reason for living. He suffered from cancer before I was born and he always said he was waiting for me, he died when I was 17.
Me and Lassie, Lassie was my Dad’s dog given to him by his mum before she died way before I was born. Lassie was my guard dog. They used to pop me outside in my pram to sleep during the day and Lassie would guard me.
Me and Mum, Mum was an older mother and she always seemed so glamorous to me growing up. She made most of her and my clothes and I never really appreciated how much effort she put in. we couldn’t afford cloth kits (which were all the rage when I was little), but she would make our clothes from scratch often working late in to the night. Oh and look I have red shoes on again.