Our Luck Has Changed

The weekend was lovely.

The small town nearby (my home town) was having its annual (Town)Days fair this weekend. There’s fireworks, a parade, and an amusement park. On Saturday morning, we went to watch the parade. On the way there I was asking Mary if their village back in England has parades. “No”, she said. “We’ve never really been to parades because to get into London and fight the crowds was near impossible.” “Ohhh, that’s too bad”, I said. Then she added, “Well, there WAS VE Day in London.” “Umm. THE VE Day??” I asked. “Oh, yes.”, she replied. “At the end of the war it was just crazy in London. Everyone took to the streets.”

Well. That certainly puts our little town parade to shame! I looked it up on the internet and here’s a photo of what the crowd was like at Trafalgar Square (around where Mary would’ve been):

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She would have been thirteen years old.

 

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There is pleasure, though, in a quaint parade like this one.

Then Saturday night we had our annual lobster/steak feast with the neighbours. This year everyone brought their own lobsters and one or two dishes to share.

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On the right, is Dawn’s Sun dried Tomato Brie (in the back) and Greek dip (in front). It was DELICIOUS.

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We pulled our dining room table out on the deck. I hummed and hawed over doing so because the weather was iffy, but I’m so glad we did. It was lovely out and there’s more room for everyone. There were about twenty people.

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Our neighbour, Bob, bringing in the cooked lobsters.

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Adrian doing his part by sitting, drinking, and watching.

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Mary enjoying a claw.  🙂

Sunday was relaxing. We watched a movie and then when the sun came out we puttered around outside doing yard work.

The coming week, I think, is meant to be nice. I’m looking forward to it.

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About Debbie

I am a stay at home mom of 2 energetic children. I homeschool them as well. I have a great husband who, after 7 years of working away from, finally has a job where he is home every night. We are trying to learn how to live together again along with adjusting to the lower pay that came along with the job change.
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8 Responses to Our Luck Has Changed

  1. Pamela says:

    awww.. what a way to harness some awe.. just say: Oh yes there was ve day!

    that looks like a firefighter emblem on Bob’s shirt.

  2. Emma says:

    Funny, I was just reading a chapter in a book that was all about VE Day, and the memories of the celebrations? Mary grew up in the country didn’t she? Did her town have evacuees? (another book I just finished.) Harrass her for me would you?

  3. Dawn says:

    I wouldn’t have wanted to fight that crowd at 13. I am not fond of the small crowds at quaint town parades.

    It was a fun night at your place and I ate too much as usual.

    I am looking forward to the nice weather this week, and not having to work outside of home.

  4. Joy T. says:

    Great pictures Debbie. Nice and bright. We love the small town parades! There’s just something so friendly and nice about them. I bet it was nice for Mary to sit in a comfortable lawn chair and sit back and relax while watching the parade…unlike VE Day way back when when she had to fight the crowds. That’s unbelievable to see all those people in that old photo!

  5. Janet says:

    Yuuuuummm….brie! Looks like a great night!

  6. my4kids says:

    We are going to a parade here this weekend also. Looking forward to it. Although that lobster looks yummy!

  7. Steffi says:

    Beautiful pictures again,Debbie!Looks like a nice weekend with your family and neighbourhood!

  8. Melanie says:

    Glad you’re having such a good time. Congratulations on the moving weight counter too. Well done!

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