Welcome home
This little boy John Murdoch looks thrilled, even though he wasn’t old enough to remember his father. British soldier Hector Murdoch arrived home on his birthday,
after three years in Japanese captivity. John and his mother Rosina decorated the cottage with flags and signs to welcome him home.
The cottage is a prefab which were erected to help with the housing shortage following the second World War, the intention was that they should be a short term solution but some are still used today.
In the 50’s I remember Mum and Dad having one, I don’t remember much of the home but, typical kid, I remember the swing and sandpit in the garden
Sparky’s Magic Piano
My first thought that this poor young lady could be destined for a harsh piano lesson then a wave of nostalgia hit me
as I remembered the wonderful Sparky’s Magic Piano from my childhood
Gorbash
I received this lovely sleepy dragon for Father’s Day, it didn’t take long to name him “Gorbash” one of the dragons from “Flight of Dragons”
The hand that rocks the cradle
The hand that rocks the cradle, a study with Beatrice Baxter Ruyl, about 1905
Postcard to a friend
As a collector of postcards I’m loath to actually use them but rather keep them safe in albums, however there are always exceptions,
this postcard by John Pulham – Fairies at Abbots Bridge, Bury St Edmunds reminds me of a postcard fair last year when I purchased several cards by John Pulham,
regrettably due to the current situation this annual fair held each May has been cancelled but the memories of several purchases are still strong and as such the card is worth sharing.
Here’s Looking At You, Kid
We look good, don’t we? And we always will.
Because we’ll always have Paris.
Sounds much better than quoting Redruth, but that said 😉