My most loved memory is singing together at family get togethers and a song comes on the radio that we sang, it brings back so many happy days.
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My most loved memory is singing together at family get togethers and a song comes on the radio that we sang, it brings back so many happy days.
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with my sister it’s everything. She was my soul mate my bestest friend. She knew what I was thinking and I knew what she was thinking. We could always finish each other’s sentences off. We never ever fell out. If weren’t together we were on the phone to each other. We spent Christmas’s Easter summer holidays together etc. she had my back & I had hers I miss her enormously. The bond I had with her children was almost on par with my own & Im still very close to them & their children her grandchildren which some of them she never met. Which is devastating as she was a terrific grandmother lots of fun. She didn’t have a daughter so she dotted on mine. My daughters death hit her badly.
my mum loved Roy Orbison, she had a beautiful voice, I don’t. We used to sing away to them & she’d say to my sister & I you sound like the cats chorus! She was terrific fun snowball fight she’d be there wet flannel fight likewise hide & seek any board games she never said no to games. She was the last one to leave the dance floor she lived life to the full. She loved my daughter enormously especially as she was the only granddaughter. I’m so pleased she wasn’t alive to witness her granddaughters death.
What a lovely lively Mum you had Caza such fun.
I can imagine your daughter was very much loved by her Gran x
My Daddy could whistle like a song bird and I can see him in my mind's eye, casually strolling up the driveway after retrieving the mail and newspaper. If I ever happen to that sort of whistle from a man some day, I hope I don't burst into tears! Stranger things have happened!
Back in the 80s we went away to a place called Hornby Castle on the borders of North Yorkshire and Lancashire and my father had invited my aunt and uncle and their 2 daughters to meet with us for a pub lunch and they had said no way as they didn't want us to see how badly behaved their daughters were so they came to the apartments instead and they caused trouble at the apartments knocking on doors and running away and my aunt and uncle couldn't control them!
Their daughters at the time were 5 and 8 so should have known better really!
When one of their daughters was 18 she had sworn at Nana and Grandpa after she couldn't have her own way and my aunt had taken her home, dumped her there and had driven back to Nanas!
At the tafwyl festival the other week it was hilarious when my mate had to take her very spoilt beagle Poppy out of the Welsh language lecture as she was whining like you take out a small child who's whining at a performance and I said how my aunt had taken her 18 year old daughter home from Nanas after she had sworn at Nana and Grandpa and she said that was ridiculous getting taken home at 18 when you should know better!
Favourite memories of my mum are her with my children,the smile on her face.Many memories of childhood holidays in Cornwall with her and my dad.
just laughing together. Understanding eachother in ways no one else could