I came across some old photos that my dad had kept in Pickmere. I came across them this week as I am slowly but surely clearing out my old family home. Very sad, but these pictures cheered me up...
Dad, me and Mum, when I was 5-6. I remember this photo being taken...I'd been bought new red ribbons for my hair (I was obsessed with ribbons lol), and we had just returned from a lovely day in Stanley Park.
Tommy taking a cracking photo- me, Dad, Mum and my darling eldest brother Brian, who tragically died in 1995, aged 39.
Note the red ribbon obsession continues...
Also note Brian's excellent taste in national Football teams...
COME ON SCOTLAND!!
My 11th Birthday party in the front room at Pickmere.
from left to right,
Tracey Holt, Lisa, Tammy, Me
(stood up cutting my birthday cake), Clare Ellam and, at the end, gorgeous Joanne Collins, my dear friend who despite all our efforts to help, took her own life when she was twenty.
Ahh...the 1980s...brother Tommy in his twenties (who Joanne had a massive crush on lol), me ( I think I was 11) and dad on the front at Pickmere, enjoying the warm weather, Summer 1983.
My lovely family...
Aunt Isa, Uncle Tommy and Gran in Dunblane Drive, East Kilbride, early 80s.
My BSc Degree Graduation Day, Nov 1994...St Peters Church, Wolverhampton. With my Mum and Dad x
Oh no...Dad's singing...
he's tipsy...
it must be Christmas!
Dad taking his turn giving a song to the family, circa 1994.
Dad and Aunt Rose on the sun terrace at Aunt Rose and Uncle Jimmy's home, Torquay, Summer 1995.
xx
1 comment:
Aw, seing Granny Isa and Grandad Thommy makes me smile. That's the way I like to keep them in my mind. Healthy and happy.
I have to have a look at my photos as well. I remember a photo of you and me, where I was waeing a red hat of you. Can you remember that picture?
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