(I started writing this ages ago…)
and I was going through my computer today…
(it was “today” when I wrote the bulk of this post….)
I found some slides that had been converted to a usable format. All of my childhood is trapped on slides, little yellow topped boxes, hidden away. Stuck in a cupboard in Mum and Dad’s house. Somehow I got a few scanned, some… I couldn’t make any sense of, I didn’t know the story behind the photo.
But some I did.
Obviously my love of pointy party hats goes back a long way!
I think I count 8 kids? Maybe 9? And this with my sister still in a high chair. All that special party food, and the very special “Old Woman Who Lived In A Shoe” birthday cake, which needed extra decorations.
Nana was also there, so Grandpa must have been (photo to follow, I need to upload) and of course Dad was taking photos.
My childhood birthday parties were amazing things. I remember Mum going to so much trouble every year – not just the cake, there was the new dress, (which she made), and who would come, and some years I remember I insisted on themes….
Now I don’t do much for birthdays. It’s mostly a new book. I wonder what happened to the kid who loved birthday parties so much? Do we all just lose that joy?
Maybe tomorrow I’ll make something nice and birthday-ish, anyway.
Take time to remember, maybe cook something nice…. and wash your hands