Monday, January 26, 2015
A friend and I at work have been playing the game Trivia Crack, well he has been playing I don't have an Ipod Ipad, or anything else with an I in it, that is Android driven........ so I have been assisting, using the term very mildly...... and it is amazing how much you unconsiously remember, how much information is buried in your brain that you are able to access in an instant....... basically the game is a general knowledge game where you pit your general knowledge against random other people, and it is really fun, a good break and super informative.
It reminded me of some years ago when I was chatting and my mom, she asked me what my first memory was and I knew the answer immediately, I can remember watching my big sister standing on a mound of grass and waving to the trains as they passed by. I must say this is something I still do I always wave at the train drivers and still love it when they blow the whistle, something that I already have my grandson doing, that I often have to try and catch up with the front of the trains so the driver can see us just so he can blow the whistle ............ the things we will do for our grandchildren............ I also wave at all helicopters, and light aircraft just in case they can see me.... strange I know.
This is really a simple memory, nothing exciting or life changing or mind blowing, ........... the thing was that the only house we ever lived in with a railway line at the bottom of the garden was a house we lived in, in Booth Avenue I think my mom told me was in xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx and we left that house when I was 18 months old.
If somewhere in your brain is all your memories why can I not remember birthdays, cell numbers, my shopping list, bible verses, to lock my car before I go to bed, to switch on the alarm before I am in bed, to reset the alarm clock on Mondays, to buy milk and bread,to switch on the washing machine when it is loaded and not before, that popcorn makes me cough, and to have a tissue ready when I watch the Body Guard because it always makes me cry........ the memory is a really strange thing........
Had a whole load of pictures which I cannot download,,,,,,,,, can anyone help??
Thursday, January 1, 2015
New Years Eve we went to my sister for the day, she has just moved off her game farm and into a house in town, and has been treating herself to some new furtniture, and she has bought herself, in one of the cozy corners of the house a BIG RED COUCH, with a very patriotic feel, although we have been in South Africa for over 40 years, there is still that part of us that will always belong to the country where we were born. So the good old Union Jack is visible everywhere.
We decided to have a photo shoot on the BIG RED COUCH, well the couch is made of
leather, real leather and is very "sippery" so I plop myself down on the couch next to my sister, and as I sat next to my sister I kept on sliding off the couch, the more I tried to sit on my own side of the couch the more I kept sliding towards her so that I felt like I was going to either sit on her knee or disappear under her.
Needless to say the photo shoot that we wanted, just did not happen as we were laughing to much.
Memories are made of this.