Wednesday, June 21, 2006

 
P and Granddad at Lytham St Annes
 
Ginny who was going on holiday with P and Jamie - Blackpool Tower Posted by Picasa

13 comments:

fjl said...

That top one's fantastic !

PI said...

Felicity: I love the woman on the right - old Mother Riley - and the car.

Jack said...

All of these pictures -- of perfect strangers to most of us -- create such a wonderful and moving aura. It's amazing. Thanks so much for letting us see them.

Jack said...

Your photographs of friends and relatives -- all perfect strangers to most of us who visit your site -- create a wonderful and moving aura. It's amazing. Thanks so much for letting us see them.

FOUR DINNERS said...

Crackin' pics. Loved the trams as a kid.

zingtrial said...

nice photos!!!
made me happy thanks for shareing with us
All the best :)
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PI said...

4d: I remember trams in Sheffield.
I think they still have them in Blackpool.

Welcome zingtrial - glad you liked them.

Jack said...

Sorry to post twice. I didn't think the first one had taken.

Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...

The old woman's a treat in that first photo. I can see how your grandpa waxed his moustache in that too.

PI said...

jack: not to worry. I love getting comments. I have a comment moderator in case I get nasties but so far have been very lucky. (touch wood!)

Sam: your eyes are better than mine but you are right - I can't see 4d's tram either!

fjl said...

Yes, she's exactly one of Sickert's students, clutching her notepad and her unkempt skirt and hat. How lovely.

As for the nasties I think anyone can get like that. I'm slowly learning you just can't please everyone and be all thins to all people. The best we can know is people taking your writing to heart or walking away.

OldHorsetailSnake said...

Ginny seems to be pretty lass. Like you?

PI said...

Felicity: I must look at some of Sickert's work - I know he is a favourite of yours.

Hoss ; Ginny was a real kindred spirit with a mordant SOH. We could communicate without ever opening our mouths. We still talk on the phone - mostly about the past.