Welcome to my Sunday Sevens; a post where I share seven or so photos from my week.
Last Friday was the 75th anniversary of VE day, but as we’re on lock down the official celebrations were scaled down dramatically and the day became one for quiet contemplation and close neighbours spending a few hours with a drink or two, sitting 2 meters from each other.
As part of my quiet contemplation I looked through the box of photographs, postcards and documents left to me when my father passed. My father was too young to sign up for military service at the very beginning of the war, but signed up during the war, once he was old enough.
He joined the 64th Squadron of the RAF and saw service in Egypt as well as Europe.
Although he talked about the war, he really told us very little about his experiences. His discharge papers also give little away as the writing is pretty much unreadable.
Inside the box I also found Dancing Charlie – made in the 1930s.
I love the hype on the envelope and it made me think how much better previous generations were at entertaining themselves. We have so much more today and yet many people have been complaining how bored they are during lock down. Can you imagine how long today’s children would be entertained by Dancing Charlie?
For your further entertainment I thought I’d share a picture of my father as a young child….
and one of me at a similar age…
Just so you can see where I get my ridiculous wavy hair from.
And finally my seventh photo is bang up to date – While most of our village hung union jack bunting or flags outside their houses, one house had a rather creative take…
No Where’s Harry this week, so instead I’ll ask how many pairs of knickers can you spot in my photos?
Stay Safe (And Alert!)
Until next time,