Memories

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Sedums in the frost

Jesus is speaking: ‘ Peace I leave with you, my peace I give you, not as the world gives you. Don’t let your heart be troubled and don’t let it be afraid. John 14 : 27 ( Sandy’s understanding) The time of the killing frostIt was 1968/69I was a teen, thirteen.I woke up to a June/July morningA mittens and jacket on the bike to school morning. Then on the return the world had changedIn the strong light of the sun all that was green was changingA killing frost!No snow or rime.…

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Remembering our first move.

A friend loves at all times, and a brother/sister is born for adversity. Sometimes it is so easy to be misunderstood. Proverbs 17:17 ( with Sandy’s addition) It was January and we had been talking about wanting to move from our terrace house closer to where our son could go to school. I mentioned this in passing to Harry a person living in the village where we wanted to move to. He looked thoughtful for a moment putting his hand to his forehead and then said: ” There is a lady,…

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Remembering visitors who came to our first home.

Remember to entertain strangers for by doing that people have entertained angels ….and when you talk be content with what you have it is so easy to feel jealous. Hebrews 13 : 3 , 5. ( Sandy’s understanding) Among others who visited us in our first home were aunty Pat, a friend of Mom Dorothy’s, Roy’s Mathematics lecturer and his family and then aunty Louise with her third husband, Cyril. Aunty Pat was a fine boned, delicately pretty lady. She dressed in light, pastel floral dresses as I guess she mostly…

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Remembering neighbours and fences.

My God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Philippians 4: 19 A mid terraced house shares two main walls with the neighbours. Ours were well built in 1951 for a population displaced in London after World War II. Our neighbours had come to their new homes at that time and both couples had raised children in these houses. Their children were then our age. Mrs Blackbird was the body shape “l” to her husband’s “O” . Their back fence was chain link/ wire.…

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Remembering some “happenings”

Treat others like you would like them to treat you. Do everything in love. Luke 6:31 1Corinthians 16 : 14 The three “happenings ” I am sharing with you each have a beginning , a lapse of time and an end. You could say they rightfully each have their own journey. They all feature my Mum born on 31st December 1932. Today she would have been 90 and if ovarian cancer hadn’t played havoc with her healthy body she would still have been beside my 93 year old Dad. Mum’s parents…

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Remembering leaving our child with aunty C.

…and Mary put her hands supportively around Jesus small body as she wrapped him and then gently laid Him in a manger… Luke 2 : 7 ( Sandy’s description.) A baby, namely a first baby belonging to Sandy mustn’t cry. Why should he cry? I was there and I was totally in love with him. I remember putting out the washing on the line when mid pegging I thought I heard him cry. I was in like a flash and up those stairs. The responsibility for this child that could do…

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Remembering aunt C ,dinner and short visits.

If we walk in the light as Jesus is in the light, we have friendship with each other , and the blood of Jesus cleanses us from all sin. 1John 1: 7 It is a small world. Shortly after my parents left I met a lady in her sixties. How or when we first met I don’t know. We shared the same birth place, Port Elizabeth in South Africa. She was already a teenager when she knew my mum as a child. Aunty C and Dr C had brought up their…

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A walk into Sepia

Peter says God loves you very much and He wants you to know that time is not the same with the Lord. One day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years like one day. The Lord gives importance to His promises; but He really doesn’t want us to perish . He wants us to say sorry because He is coming in such a way that there will be a great noise and the heat will melt the elements. There will be a lot of fire. 2Peter…

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Remembering an unusual place to stay.

Here is a definition: An enclosed space specially designed to protect occupants from radioactive debris or fall out resulting from a nuclear explosion. Wikipedia Mum and Dad met their 6 week old grandson and then Dad said: “I have a friend who has a son in Switzerland who will provide us with a flat if we want to use it.” Roy had taken time off. Purdy went to Yorkshire to be with Roy’s parents. We with our new baby got into “cream puff” our VW golf. Yes, we went to Switzerland.…

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Memories of being a new mum at home.

He gives power to the weak and strength to the powerless. Isaiah 40 : 29 Every child begins the world again. David Thoreau ( 1817-1862 American poet philosopher) Routines with smaller routines fitting into each other like stacking cups . The three big cups were sleep, feed, nappy change. Nappy changing having the king cup such a lot of processing. No disposable nappies then. Scrape, rinse, soak, wash and at last on the line or inside on the clothes horse. Nevermind the process of caring for the baby’s comfort. The other…

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Remembering the birth of our first child.

And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. Genesis 2 : 7 Giving birth is like travelling in a foreign country with a sat nav on. Sometimes the turns either come up too fast or there are road blocks or strange deviations or a whole combination of these. At one point of the journey I said audibly : ” Mum please come and take over. ” She was far away in Africa.…

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Como and the Gotthard tunnel

Don’t be worried/anxious. Believe in God. Believe in me . ( Jesus) My Father’s house has many exceptional homes. I must go away to prepare these and then when I come again I will take you to be with me so we can be together forever. (Sandy’s understanding.) John 14 : 1-3 Arriving in Como , on the southern tip of lake Como in northern Italy, we knew we couldn’t do it justice in a few hours. It deserves a visit with more time. From our park up… Como has “The…

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