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My Dad used to carry a copy of this photo in his wallet when I was small, and after he died it was the one picture I especially wanted, but it was mislaid.
A few years later one of my brother's found this copy of that same picture and gave it to me, so it's now in a small frame on the windowsill above my desk.
The photo was taken by my mum, and on the back it says 31/7/1962, so we were either on holiday, or it was one of our regular summer Sunday trips to the seaside.
Even though the photo is black and white I can still remember my blow-up plastic boat. The outside was pillar-box red and the inside white. It took quite a bit of puff to blow it up... I've no idea what I have in the boat with me- possibly a blow up beach ball.
My Dad volunteered for the army at the start of the Second World War, and he was one of the many soldiers who were evacuated from Dunkirk; and having researched the regimental history, it's likely he was taken off the beach- he couldn't swim, and as far as I know he was very much older before he did learn, so this picture has a lot of meaning to me...
Every picture does tell a story...
Lovely story - and photo, Carol.
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ReplyDeleteWhat lovely memories. Thank you for sharing, Carol. I'm really pleased you found that precious photograph. Happy times :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Nicola, it is a lovely memory.
DeleteWhat a lovely picture the two of you make Carol, clearly a treasured memory for you. Thank you for sharing it with us.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Maria. I have to thank my Dad for so much.
DeleteLove the photo, Carol - it encapsulates so much and I can imagine it must be very precious.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Rosemary. Dad and I were both youngest children, so very close.
DeleteWhat a lovely little kayak - and you safe in Dad's hands.
ReplyDeleteI remember being very excited whenever I was allowed in my little boat, and being pulled through the shallow area on the beach, Lizy. :-)
DeleteWhat a lovely happy photo, Carol. No wonder you were so pleased that your brother found a copy especially as it has such a special meaning.
ReplyDeleteI had no photos of me with my dad (or me as a baby), but we found some old negatives amongst my mum's things. My son developed them and there was a picture of my dad holding baby me outside our house. It's now in a frame on the shelf above my desk and I treasure it.
That blow up boat looks such fun xx
My dad's copy was very dog-eared, and a smaller version than the one I have.
DeleteIt's lovely that you have such a special picture too, Teresa- they truly are treasures.
I felt my eyes glisten whilst reading that, Carol. You were very lucky to have such a lovely dad - and so glad you have the photograph again.
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Thanks, Helen, it is very precious. Being the baby of the family I was close to both of my parents. and had lots of happy times with them at the beach. :-)
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