tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post5028862706570561187..comments2024-03-27T05:18:53.795-07:00Comments on The Weaver of Grass: RecallThe Weaver of Grasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-23829909287747391732016-06-28T04:00:19.055-07:002016-06-28T04:00:19.055-07:00And weren't deckchairs horribly uncomfortable!...And weren't deckchairs horribly uncomfortable!!!!<br />Yes, looks as if everyone is having a splendid day out.<br />When I saw your title "Recall" I thought it was going to be something about the horrid horrid POLITICS.....<br />I'm not sure the name Ethel will come back into fashion!<br />you never know....Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03964291132366262298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-53204535026866852692016-06-27T22:22:58.133-07:002016-06-27T22:22:58.133-07:00In fact my grandad had a part time job on one of t...In fact my grandad had a part time job on one of the piers. A kind of deck chair overseer. His other part time job was in a betting shop. He was 75 when he doing all this. The pier was blown away in a storm one night. This was before climate change. Gwil Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-37339569359522978012016-06-27T22:19:55.394-07:002016-06-27T22:19:55.394-07:00I can remember when Morecambe sold all their deck ...I can remember when Morecambe sold all their deck chairs. They said they didn't need them anymore. End of an era it felt like. Gwil Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-62249827298241580032016-06-27T12:45:33.746-07:002016-06-27T12:45:33.746-07:00I LOVE the photo and the happy faces. How wonderfu...I LOVE the photo and the happy faces. How wonderful it must have been to have a day at the seaside after all the upheaval and tragedies they had recently endured!Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03599739740886087571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-13412274811340496332016-06-27T12:22:01.810-07:002016-06-27T12:22:01.810-07:00I love this photo. What happy smiles they had. It ...I love this photo. What happy smiles they had. It must have been such a special treat for hard working country women to have a day off at the seaside. <br />I have some photos taken in those years of my Lincolnshire grandparents, usually in deck chairs on the sands at Skegness, Cleethorpes or Mablethorpe. Again, they always had huge smiles on their faces!Dartford Warblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04352965211143836326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-41054019587957500542016-06-27T10:32:14.986-07:002016-06-27T10:32:14.986-07:00Such lovely comments. Thanks for them all.Such lovely comments. Thanks for them all.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-28783022555078319412016-06-27T06:25:55.805-07:002016-06-27T06:25:55.805-07:00Weaver, I have read the Barnes novel and found it ...Weaver, I have read the Barnes novel and found it thought provoking. <br /><br />When I was a child in the late forties and early fifties, i loved looking at family photograph albums. I must remember to ask my Mom if the albums are still around. Thank you for reminding me. xoFranceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352407314710067616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-77974508475194050412016-06-27T05:26:04.405-07:002016-06-27T05:26:04.405-07:00There's a picture of my grandmother in Scotlan...There's a picture of my grandmother in Scotland very similar to that.<br /><br />Your reference to the camera made me think of a market stall that turns up here that is a table overflowing with 35mm film cameras, with box cameras amongst them, some going back older than those! Sells film as well. All the art students drool over it, wishing they could buy the whole stall if they could.Simon Douglas Thompsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16331409652996600049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-43576527094000334022016-06-27T03:55:09.210-07:002016-06-27T03:55:09.210-07:00Somewhere there is a photo of my mother and her si...Somewhere there is a photo of my mother and her sister, with my grandparents, on holiday in Deauville, sometime in the early thirties. My grandmother, looking very elegant, wore a silky dress and matching coat, a large cartwheel hat, shoes and stockings with a handbag over her arm! Grandfather looked rather casual in Panama hat, sports coat, flannels, collar and tie of course, and heavy brogues on his feet. Mother and her sister, both in their teens, were absolutely daring in beach pyjamas - all the rage that year ! Grandfather is seen to have a disapproving look on his face ! Apparently they drove there, via the ferry, (the car was swung onto the boat by a crane) in an open-topped car.Coppa's girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459503600694841117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-91281773216440326122016-06-27T02:48:14.402-07:002016-06-27T02:48:14.402-07:00Of course the first names you listed were part of ...Of course the first names you listed were part of another world - no Chardonnays or Kylies back then. A lovely post-war photo with a brave new world ahead. And look where we have come to seventy years later.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-69251342172937001802016-06-27T02:20:06.502-07:002016-06-27T02:20:06.502-07:00Thanks everyone - your comments made me smile. A...Thanks everyone - your comments made me smile. As to the handbags - my mother always controlled the purse strings so I expect it contained money!<br />We never wore hand knitted or had sewn garments; my mother was too conscious of her sisters in law being tailoresses - so she always bought the best for me.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-36343062285955329032016-06-26T22:38:36.044-07:002016-06-26T22:38:36.044-07:00And those handbags did not contain smartphones, cr...And those handbags did not contain smartphones, credit cards, car keys and all the other stuff people carry around with them nowadays!<br />A happy moment, frozen in time. My late husband's family, living in the Barnsley area, often went to Skegness in the summer, too. I have seen pictures of my husband and his siblings looking happy if a little cold, playing on the beach.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-12425745340342538012016-06-26T20:40:54.214-07:002016-06-26T20:40:54.214-07:00Handbags at the ready. I was one in 1947Handbags at the ready. I was one in 1947Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-87201520899710860372016-06-26T16:14:01.857-07:002016-06-26T16:14:01.857-07:00I've read the book and thought it was brillian...I've read the book and thought it was brilliant too. Memory is such a tricky thing. I often think I should write more on the back of photos lest we forget.Mac n' Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05732924562630675589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-88152379698407257572016-06-26T16:13:41.367-07:002016-06-26T16:13:41.367-07:00Derek Faulkner...............I still unpick jumper...Derek Faulkner...............I still unpick jumpers but I AM 86 Y.O. AND OLD HABITS DIE HARD.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05151809358239030532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-61559802108071365822016-06-26T15:42:33.932-07:002016-06-26T15:42:33.932-07:00What a lovely photo and the happy time that came w...What a lovely photo and the happy time that came with it.<br /><br />cheers, parsnip and thehamishangryparsniphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17236094827257446781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-89648846842084300912016-06-26T15:35:44.987-07:002016-06-26T15:35:44.987-07:00My grandmother's name was Ethel. The family ha...My grandmother's name was Ethel. The family had a tradition of naming first daughters after grandmothers. I broke the chain--I could not name a daughter Ethel.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-33754542454956866142016-06-26T15:27:07.639-07:002016-06-26T15:27:07.639-07:00Your mother and aunts look very happy relaxing at ...Your mother and aunts look very happy relaxing at the sea shore. I often write people's names on the back because that makes it a treasure for future generations. Some old family photos I inherited don't have the peoples' names on the back, rather frustrating. I know what you mean about memory. What is correct? Each person may remember differently.Terra https://www.blogger.com/profile/04396481049075747940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-25576726992778572132016-06-26T12:35:36.344-07:002016-06-26T12:35:36.344-07:00Love the old photo. Love the old photo. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-10154829097027529902016-06-26T11:04:19.149-07:002016-06-26T11:04:19.149-07:00Blimey, the year that I was born. I'm always a...Blimey, the year that I was born. I'm always amazed looking at those kind of photos, to see how much clothing people wore on the beach. Men of that era would often be seen wearing a suit and tie, sitting in a deck chair, clearly they had a better heat tolerance in those days.<br />As for Rachel's comment about clothes lasting, when I went to the Secondary School in 1958 we had the same school uniform jacket as the girls. I was given the older girl next door's and my mother simply changed the buttons over. My mother also unpicked jumpers and knitted me gloves and balaclavas.Derek Faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140363868104172311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-23894507899654874832016-06-26T10:56:00.509-07:002016-06-26T10:56:00.509-07:00I love this photograph. It reminds me of some I ...I love this photograph. It reminds me of some I remember in my family's photo box. If I ever get them back I will share one on my blog. Quiet, happy days after the War when my mother's coat lasted until it had holes in it, clothes were passed down through the family and a Christmas present was a hand knitted balaclava if you were lucky, a tangerine and a pink mouse.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.com