As "Freed from Desire' by Gala pumped enthusiastically through many venues at the Paris Olympics, we grinned and hugged ourselves at the memory of the cassette tape pounding out the same song, travelling to and around Cornwall, the car brimful of summer-holiday children. No raisins, we were naughty and had sweets! Smells, tastes, sounds from childhood are the threads that draw you home, treasure them. Buttered crumpets and rugby for me....Thanks Issariya xxxx
Buttered crumpets and rugby – a wonderful combo, and sensations to treasure indeed! Your summer trips to Cornwall sound so lovely and nostalgic, I've still yet to get down there. Thanks for your thoughtful comment, as always :)
Beautifully written, as always! He he he - I've always loved raisins...they were a 'healthy' treat that was freely allowed when I was a kid. Peanut butter was my recurring nemesis as a child....shudder!
I remember The Cranberries...especially 'No need to Argue' becoming the soundtrack to the year we turned 15: friend's bleaching their hair and discussing pixie cuts; the booklet falling apart because I'd paged through it so many times; that iconic couch! Good times.
It's funny...the idea of summer in London always seemed fun to me (as an outsider). Partly because of the familiarity of being warm (African sunshine flows through my veins), and partly because it's so amusingly short and it feels as though my UK friends' lives revolve around picnics in the park (that might be a pandemic memory 😂).
Langhe Nebbiolo: yes please! Come Live With Me: how wonderfully dreamy!
Thank you! Haha, I'm glad there are children out there who do truly enjoy these healthy treats. Peanut butter's always been an easy one for me to love! Your teenage memory is very relatable, I think my booklet fell apart too - I miss the tactile element of listening to CDs and cassettes, the excitement of leafing through the little booklets. On London summers - the picnics in the park are definitely the best moments (I miss them already) but I think it's this sense of being closed in a city that makes them feel long and oppressive. I grew up by the sea, and I find myself craving that openness. African sunshine sounds wonderful, especially now we're in the cold, drizzly days of October. Hopefully it's still lovely and warm in SA.
Wow, that song is gorgeous! Thanks for introducing us to it. I can relate to your summer writer's block. Summer in NYC has been brutal this year. We finally get a break this week, though.
Isn't it just? Glad you like it too! And it's good to know it's not just me who suffers with this mental lull in August. Hopefully the worst of the heat is behind us now, and we can enjoy the glorious days of late summer :)
As "Freed from Desire' by Gala pumped enthusiastically through many venues at the Paris Olympics, we grinned and hugged ourselves at the memory of the cassette tape pounding out the same song, travelling to and around Cornwall, the car brimful of summer-holiday children. No raisins, we were naughty and had sweets! Smells, tastes, sounds from childhood are the threads that draw you home, treasure them. Buttered crumpets and rugby for me....Thanks Issariya xxxx
Buttered crumpets and rugby – a wonderful combo, and sensations to treasure indeed! Your summer trips to Cornwall sound so lovely and nostalgic, I've still yet to get down there. Thanks for your thoughtful comment, as always :)
Beautifully written, as always! He he he - I've always loved raisins...they were a 'healthy' treat that was freely allowed when I was a kid. Peanut butter was my recurring nemesis as a child....shudder!
I remember The Cranberries...especially 'No need to Argue' becoming the soundtrack to the year we turned 15: friend's bleaching their hair and discussing pixie cuts; the booklet falling apart because I'd paged through it so many times; that iconic couch! Good times.
It's funny...the idea of summer in London always seemed fun to me (as an outsider). Partly because of the familiarity of being warm (African sunshine flows through my veins), and partly because it's so amusingly short and it feels as though my UK friends' lives revolve around picnics in the park (that might be a pandemic memory 😂).
Langhe Nebbiolo: yes please! Come Live With Me: how wonderfully dreamy!
Thank you! Haha, I'm glad there are children out there who do truly enjoy these healthy treats. Peanut butter's always been an easy one for me to love! Your teenage memory is very relatable, I think my booklet fell apart too - I miss the tactile element of listening to CDs and cassettes, the excitement of leafing through the little booklets. On London summers - the picnics in the park are definitely the best moments (I miss them already) but I think it's this sense of being closed in a city that makes them feel long and oppressive. I grew up by the sea, and I find myself craving that openness. African sunshine sounds wonderful, especially now we're in the cold, drizzly days of October. Hopefully it's still lovely and warm in SA.
Wow, that song is gorgeous! Thanks for introducing us to it. I can relate to your summer writer's block. Summer in NYC has been brutal this year. We finally get a break this week, though.
Isn't it just? Glad you like it too! And it's good to know it's not just me who suffers with this mental lull in August. Hopefully the worst of the heat is behind us now, and we can enjoy the glorious days of late summer :)