Under Miscellany......I have been MIA for the past two weeks, but have lots to show for it. I have replenished my wardrobe..finally. During the past few years I have bought few items of clothing and not really enjoyed shopping at all. Lately I have renewed my interest and realised I needed to smarten myself up. I went on a shopping spree, and had lots of fun. I won't bore you with what I bought, but I am especially pleased with this jacket. Made in Italy, from soft leather, it was a great deal. Stores seem to have their sales before Christmas these days, and I got this jacket for a bargain price at Danier. Marked down by $300.00, how could I not buy it !! Merry Christmas to me!! I have also made inroads on my Christmas shopping list too, and it's good to know I won't be rushing around at the last minute.
Mumblings....Our whole sub-division has been under siege. The water pipes had to be replaced. It staggers me to think that they only lasted 25 years, from when these homes were built. Many blunders have been made, some were fixed, only for neighbours to wake up and find their front gardens under water where the pipes had leaked. Another house had the sewage pipe cracked, and it had to be replaced and the soil trucked away and replaced. Several had hydro and cable connections severed. Driveways were dug up, and gardens had holes 10 feet deep. It is almost over they are about to replace the sod, but I think our driveways will be gravel until the Spring. Well enough of that, I am grateful that we have clean drinking water when so many in the world do not.
Under Memories...This week in 1966 my Mother, myself and my two younger sisters were aboard the Cunard ship RMS Corinthia sailing from Liverpool England to Montreal Canada, to begin a new life. My Dad was already here, having flown over the month before. The crossing was very bad, and many passengers were confined to their cabins with mal de mer, including the crew! I was one of the lucky ones and was able to amuse myself until we docked. I had my meals each day with the very few who were able to make it to the dining room.
And finally, the photo I was looking for. My Dad's grandparents and their children. My grandfather is the man in the suit in the back row, with my grandmother to his right. He had been hurt in the war and sent home permanently. The soldiers at each side of the photo were not actually present and their images had been added later. The one on the left, my Great Uncle Ralph, had been killed two years earlier and wad buried in France. On the right Great Uncle Hubert who saw his brother killed in battle, but survived to be a life long military man.
Since I may not post again before November 25th I want to wish my American friends A Happy Thanksgiving.