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This morning and early afternoon I watched the three autumn international rugby matches I had recorded yesterday.
Given that the best light had departed when the recordings were finished, it seemed appropriate later to publish the Newark photographs scanned on 22nd.
One afternoon in May 1993 Sam, in the blue T-shirt, as was his wont, gathered a few friends around him in the garden of Lindum House. To his left, in ascending order of height, are Matthew S, Richard, and James B. I think Warren swings in the hammock.
Paddy, who we saved from imminent death in the R.S.P.C.A. rescue centre, here converses with Richard and Gavin. Making up for stepping out of shot in this image,
Matthew S poses with his scooter.
James B has joined Warren in the hammock. Three of the tents pitched in the orchard are in the background. James lived in the Working Men’s Club next door.
These two stayed put whilst
the others positioned the picnic table removed from the lawn for service in this adventurous campsite.
James stirred himself, but Warren appears to be directing proceedings from his bed.
Perhaps it is because James
is a few years older than the others
than the others that he takes care of the brick-bound camp fire,
turning back when satisfied all is well.
Warren follows on,
and catering planning recommences.
All Sam and Louisa’s local friends would spend many happy days on projects in our garden. James once counted 25 birds’ nests. I have forgiven him for thinking that Louisa was my granddaughter when we first arrived.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s deliciously spicy lamb jalfrezi and pilau rice with which I drank more of the malbec.
Of course, it is easy to mistake a granddaughter for a great granddaughter.
🙂 So kind, Bruce. Thank you
That looks like a photographic record of an idyllic childhood! I do recall years ago feeling stupidly pleased when my daughters and I were taken for sisters – vanity! Doesn’t happen now! 🙂
🙂 Thanks for that, Pauline
Great how kids get along – too bad adults can’t learn from that!
Too true, GP. Thanks very much.
It’s nice to see children working together in order to reach a common goal.
Thanks a lot, Jill
It looks like they had a great time–and you a wonderful dinner. 🙂
Yep 🙂 Many thanks, Merril
What a happy time! This post really made me smile. Also enjoyed seeing a picture of Jackie’s fabulous food.
Me too! Nice looking curry.
Thank you, too, Helen
Thanks very much, Laurie
Thought we were in for a guided tour of a Billy Butlin Holiday Camp; ah well………………………………….:(
Couldn’t resist that, Brian. Thanks a lot
Well that’s a relief 😈
Wonderful Derrick! Dinner sounds yummy
Thanks very much, Lynn
First of all, the wondrous dinner of lamb jalfrezi looks scrumptious for over the special rice. Jackie is an amazing chef and cook!
Sam with his camping group looks very cool, dressed up in bright colors. I liked the brick lined campfire and hammock. 🕯 🏕 🔥
Very many thanks, Robin
Wow! That is a wonderfully graphic story! It surely took me many years down the memory lane when only thing we could cook with grace on the bonfire of dung cakes was rice…
Many thanks, Uma. I’d like to see a post on that
Sure, Derrick! I will try to get into touch with the absconding ‘Oumuamua. 🙂
Beautiful photographs and I’m sure lovely memories for the lads
Many thanks, Geetha
Welcome Derrick 🙂
It’s hard to decide if I am more happy looking at those busy young boys or your dinner 😀
🙂 Many thanks, Rupali
It is good to see the fun those boys had in your garden.
It was, Clare. Many thanks
That is quite the story, what a bunch of happy young roustabouts!
Many thanks, Cynthia. They had unforgettable days
Tents and a campfire! They look like they are having fun! Paddy is a handsome dog. Glad you were able to rescue him.
Many thanks, Lavinia
The hammock looks fun 😊
It was, Lakshmi. Thank you
Great days. 🙂
Yep. Thanks, Quercus