Another week dawns...

Mummykins.

 We have had a strange week with three deaths close to the family which only serves to remind us all of our own mortality.

Whilst moving tons a stuff around at home in the garage I came across a CD with a stack of ancient pictures on some of which I have decided to put on here whilst we were in a reminiscing mood.

Me trying to be David Bailey.

It's amazing how a simple image can transport you back through time and space to happier times and fond memories.  The first one is of my mum I think it was taken at her work around 1970, unfortunately the colour doesn't reflect her flaming red hair very well or for that matter her temper but we all miss her very much.

The next one is of me when I had idea's of having photography as a bit of a money spinning sideline.  Trying at all times to come up with unusual angles and views but as usual it was a case of don't give up the day job.

Gary's first swimming lesson

 Back in the days when seaside holidays in the UK were what everyone did San and I had decided it's never too early to teach the nipper how to swim.  So here is Gary, No.1 son being dunked at I guess eight or nine months old, I can't remember where but probably Scarborough, you never see that many on the beach now.

San with Nanna & Grandad.

Here is Sandra very much beloved Nanna and Grandad.  Both living into their nineties despite the fact that David had quite severe injuries from WW1, he carried on working well into his eighties.  Both of them were super people, they don't make em like that any more you know!
Sandra is very much like her Nanna in looks as well as temperament.

And then it's back to Gary with his big daft cheesy grin after loosing his front tooth and avidly awaiting the arrival of the tooth fairy.  He still has the cheesy grin but not the fringe although he still has his hair at forty much like the rest of us, I think Sandra will be the first to go bald :-).

No. 1 Son awaiting tooth fairy.

The last of these is of Sandra looking absolutely dogged out after no doubt having a gruelling day with the kids Chris (No. 2 Son (right)) and John (No. 3 son(left))  looking like butter wouldn't melt in their mouths.  To be fair they were angels at that age and could have been much more of a problem if we hadn't beaten them as much!

No's 2&3 sons with San looking ready for a rest.

Oh well that's the end of my quick trip down memory lane.  Just another photo to add to this which is one I took at earlier this week of the sunset, please excuse the pylon wires going through it but I thought the wind turbines silhouetted looked great.  Unfortunately only had my phone to do it on (sold the SLRs and lenses year ago after not making it as David Bailey!).

Wind turbine sunset.