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Happy Easter to you all, however you celebrate it.
Whether it be with a lovely visit to church, an abundance of chocolate eggs or just a lovely quiet family time. Or maybe it will simply be a day alone doing all of your favourite things.
I always feel that there is something calming and nostalgic about knowing that virtually all the shops in the country are closed, and we have almost taken a step back to when Sunday was always a relaxing and catch-up family day.
A day to breathe before the week ahead.
I thought I would share a few of my childhood Easter photos today.
The day always started with getting dressed in our best clothes, I would go to church with my Nana and then come home to spend some time cuddling our very own Easter bunny ... and his little friend our guinea pig.
Then it was upstairs to Nana's living room to have our photo taken, and receive a chocolate egg each from her.
The we would begin the forty minute walk to Gran's house in the Moss Side area of Manchester, to have another photo taken and be rewarded with another chocolate egg.
I loved Gran's big old Victorian house, she had lived there since they had been moved into it by the local authority when her first marital home had been completely flattened during the war. It was so large that to make ends meet and be able to afford the rent she rented out a few of the upstairs rooms. I dreaded bumping into one of the lodgers if I had to go upstairs to use the shared bathroom.
Some years my Uncle Norman would come and pick us up in his car and we would have a family day out, first to his house for a drink and then onto Lyme Park which was quite close by. We got on great with our cousins and were all very similar in age. We always had to pose for a photo, then it was usually a picnic lunch sat on the grass.
Another year, this time posing in the garden before we set off for Gran's house. It looks like I got a very posh egg with chocolates that year. 😀
The eggs of my childhood ... 5/3d gosh they were expensive, no wonder we only ever got three or four.
I was always thrilled when I got a box of these.
However you celebrate, I hope you enjoy your day and I hope you enjoyed my little trip down memory lane.
Sue xx
We always had an Easter egg hunt in the garden, and divided the spoils fairly afterwards. My mother liked the little suchard eggs wrapped in different coloured foil. They are still my favourites
ReplyDeleteThat sounds magical. It was something we never did, we were handed our eggs with a kiss, always the most embarrassing moment for my brother. Relatives that didn't buy us an egg would occasionally give us a sixpence for our money boxes. :-)
DeleteAw such happy memories.....Enjoy your Easter, lovely lady.
ReplyDeleteAngie xx
Thank you Angie, you too. 🐣xx
DeleteWhat lovely memories and thanks for sharing the photos. We usually rolled hard boiled eggs and then had to peel them and put them on our sandwiches-yuck!! Catriona
ReplyDeleteOh gosh I don't think I could eat an egg after it had been rolled around and played with, oh well at least there was no wastage!! ;-)
DeleteLovely photos! Once, when I was a child, a kind lady from church gave me a Lindt bunny. I felt like a princess. Never ever had another - until today, when I received one from my "son" in Essex. Feeling quite emotional. [ really my 2nd cousin, but he has lost his parents and grandparents, and now he's named me NOK]
ReplyDeleteAww, what a lovely reminder for you of the first Lindt bunny. What does NOK stand for?
DeleteI love the old photos! Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteIt's always good looking through old photos isn't it. :-)
DeleteThose phots are absolutely fantastic! I hope you've had a wonderful Easter weekend doing exactly what you wanted to do! xxx
ReplyDeleteWe really did, and fortuitously planned our days out well, the motorway was closed due to a very sad accident on Sunday.
DeleteLovely photos, I hope your day is too.
ReplyDeleteIt was, thank you. xx
DeleteBeautiful photos ... thank you for sharing. From Darlene in NZ
ReplyDeleteThank you, my pleasure. xx
DeleteI truly enjoyed seeing your photos and reading about how you celebrated Easter during your childhood. I hope you are having a lovely Easter weekend (it's not an official holiday, here, the shops are open as usual and Monday is a working day).
ReplyDeleteWe seem to have a lot of Bank Holidays here in the UK these days ... not that I'm complaining. :-)
DeleteLovely to read about your childhood, apart from walking to grans, mine was similar.
ReplyDeleteI guess you were a much further distance away from your grans. We were lucky growing up that virtually everything was within walking distance, it had to be as we didn't have a car, although we did cover huge distances on foot sometimes. These days not many would walk for an hour and a half to get to the shops would they.
DeleteLate to the party again! My Easter was very much the same as yours. Great photos. My Grandma also lived in a Victorian House in Moss Side, with 2 attic rooms which had bells outside, a huge double cellar and even a bomb shelter in the back garden. She also had lodgers. It was so sad to see these homes demolished to make way for the new concrete jungle which replaced these Victorian Houses 😟
ReplyDeleteIt was really sad to see them demolished, especially as they were replaced with a lager brewery and a block of flats that have already been demolished themselves. Gran's house had all that you mention, and a fantastic cast iron range that took up most of the wall of her living room. My Mum was terrified of the cellar when she was little, she was regularly being sent down holding a candle to put a penny in the electricity meter. 🙂
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