This postcard came through my letter box this morning. Thank you so much Rachel. What memories it brought back. It is a postcard of an old L N E R Railway picture - they were up on the walls of the old railway carriages when we went on our annual week's holiday to Skeggie when we were kids. Or sometimes it would even be to Cromer - and once to Hunstanton. Always to Boarding Houses - bed and breakfast and then out of the house by ten oclock, regardless of the weather, and don't come back until half past six to get washed and changed for the evening meal. Your sandals would be full of sand and you would have to take them off outside and shake them well onto the garden so as not to tread the sand inside.
And reading this morning in Ronald Blythe's 'Word from Wormingford' about Marsh Marigolds - my dear farmer's and my favourite flower. Water blobs we called them when we were children. The farmer would come in for breakfast one morning - after putting the cows in the pasture after milking - and say 'the water blobs are out on the beck' and together, after breakfast we would go down to look at the first blooms. Said to have been brought over with the Vikings - they never failed to disappoint. Today is the farmer's birthday. He would have been seventy seven today. Memories.
Friends P and D motored over today for a picnic on the patio keeping our distances. We made our own sandwiches and I made a communal coffee. They stayed for three hours and then set off for home and their Zoom dinner party this evening with friends of D's from his school days. The memories they must share become more and more precious as they get older.
I sat in the garden with them in the (mostly) warm sunshine. We chatted, we laughed and P and I, friends for almost fifty years - and I don't remember us ever having a cross word - reminisced about places like Stokesay Castle which we visited regularly when we lived in the Midlands. And it brought back memories of going there with M, my first husband and the father of my son D. We were married for thirty nine years and I have so many happy memories of our years together. And it all made this horrible Lockdown seem not so bad after all How lucky I have been to have had two very happy marriages - one of thirty nine years and a second of twenty three years and so many happy memories to look back on.