A bit about me

 I will start at the beginning.   I have lived in Yorkshire all my life.  I was brought up in a village 12 miles from Bridlington in East Yorkshire. I now live in another village which is twelve miles from Bridlington!

When I was growing up we did not have a car.  Every year in the school summer holidays my mum and dad used to hire a car  so we could have  trips out.  We would explore the Yorkshire countryside and visit stately homes and ruined abbeys(that is if the car would go)

Whenever we had a trip out  we always stopped at a cafe for Ham and Egg tea and, another cafe for a cup of tea. The cafe where we had the cup of tea had a large aviary full of colurful, loud birds but I cannot remember which village it was.

I remember when we visited one old stately house we three children were mesmerised by the peacocks strutting about with their colourful tails outspread. We had never seen anything like it in our lives before (we did not have a television).

A kindly gentleman in a suit gave us each a peacock feather from a very elegant, large vase that was standing in the grand hall. We treasured these peacock feathers for ages. They seemed magical to us as we wafted them around. (well maybe not to my older brother)

Here is a photograph of one of our days out.


 My dad is holding my younger sister.

My brother is standing on the far right of the photo

I am the little girl standing next to him with a ribbon in my hair.
I do not know who the person is who is to the far left of the photo.  I think it must be Uncle Ron.

My mum must have been the one taking the photograph

To us our days out were exciting even though in the photo we all look a bit fed up. Even the car ride itself was exciting as I said before, at that time we did not have a car and had to hire one.  So climbing into a car and heading off out of the village was fun.

Yorkshire countryside, car rides along country lanes, ruined abbeys to visit and all the time, in the background, was the sound of birds singing.

 They were the best outings ever!




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