Tuesday, 24 November 2009
Sunday, 22 November 2009
With Thanks
Since then we have been to many more concerts by Lucy in Scotland and I admit this photo was only taken last year, but she is still just as good.
Winter in Scotland
Several days later a large parcel arrived through the post for Alice, it was a selection of about 10 CD's from the USA, all different singer-songwriters. One of them was by a singer we had never heard of before, Dar Williams. Since then we have bought all her albums and I can definitely recommend them.
Dar Williams
Thank you Lucy!
Sunday, 15 November 2009
The Trundle
This is the view in the other direction, looking south from the South Downs over the English Channel. On a clear day you can see the Isle of Wight. If you look beyond the steeple to the coast that is where I lived as a child, I always used to imagine that you could see our house if you had a good enough pair of binoculars.
Goodwood Race course
This is Goodwood Race course. This has changed hugely from years ago - it used to be very basic, now its all fancy buildings and flags. I assume the horses and races are much the same though, and, most importantly, the excitement!
The Trundle
This is the view from The Trundle that I was looking at on that day many years ago. It hasn't changed at all. We went there in 2007 when I took my husband and youngest daughter down south, on holiday, to where I was brought up. Neither of them had ever been there before.
One of the oddest things was that we stayed just down the road from where I lived as a child, but all the distances to everywhere seemed so much shorter. Things I thought of as a long distance away were really fairly close ( certainly within 20 miles).
This place is the tallest viewpoint for miles around and has had a series of forts built on it over the years - culminating in a watchpost during WWII. It is now deserted again, and incredibly windy
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Memories are odd things, I have some very clear ones from when I was young and other great periods of blankness. This photo is one. It was taken when I was about 10 or 11, my stepfather was a professional landscape photographer in the days of film, when every shot was precious, and you had to wait days to see the outcome. So we would spend hours waiting, on the sun, on the clouds, for people to move out of the way (no quick photoshop fixes).
Nowadays the kids tend to complain if I keep them waiting even a short time, 'Mum's taking pics again', and that's even with iPods. Good or bad?
