Tag Archives: Early childhood

Shadow Shot Sunday: Playgrounds of the Old Fashioned Type

This is the playground equipment of my youth. I can remember holding onto the bars that are under the domed hat and running like mad, gathering speed until eventually there was no need to run. We’d bend our legs at … Continue reading

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Bite Size Memoir Number 8: Dressing Up

For fancy dress parties in the early days I was Little Bo Peep and my brother a cowboy. Twice this varied — once going as Sad Sack and another time when we went as Siamese twins in my Father’s pyjama … Continue reading

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Bite Size Memoir No 7 : Childhood Illness

As soon as Lisa  posted this weeks prompt I knew what I was going to write but I mentioned to her that I’d struggle to get it into 150 words. She suggested writing an explanatory piece to the flash so … Continue reading

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Bite Size Memoir number 3: Magic and Fairies

I wasn’t a girl who believed in fairys at the bottom of the garden yet I enjoyed fairy tales. My father read to me all of Aesops Fables and other tales involving fairys and magic. I remember fondly Tinkerbell from … Continue reading

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Trog and other Animals

Trog was wild:  but she comes a bit later. This is the first in a series about the animals in my life. It will be in a new category of its own called Trog and other animals. I was always … Continue reading

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Our Next trip cancelled

After our holiday we all looked forward to our next holiday on an island in the Barrier Reef. My brother read books about the coral and fish that we would see and then told me all about them. I know … Continue reading

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Our 1961 camping trip to North Queensland.

In the last summer, the one before I started to feel nauseated when I wiped up, we had gone on a camping trip to North Queensland. My mum hated camping and I had heard stories of when they used to … Continue reading

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The Kitchen

Kitchens and I just don’t mix. I hate cooking. I hate touching food. I love eating food. I think that I probably picked this up from my mother who saw cooking as a chore. Coming home tired after a hard … Continue reading

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Dining Room

A boring room which had openings into the kitchen (separated by a breakfast bar), the big back porch , the hall and the double opening into the lounge room. The room, bare apart from a table, six chairs and an … Continue reading

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The Lounge Room

The loungeroom was the second room off the hallway that led from the front door. The entry into it was via a space the size of double doors except that there were no doors attached. Travelling around the room, the piano … Continue reading

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