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Memories ( For My Little Dog Bubbles )


By libby


hi everyone,

I am really enjoying myself looking at all the lovely photos and just being part of such a friendly site.

Memories, I was bought up in the midlands my mum and dad were lovely people and dad had a big garden and grew lots of different vegetables for the family.

I remember most seasons helping dad with my sister gather cabbage carrots and helping him dig up the potatoes for Sunday lunch.

Fruit trees also were plentiful we loved the crisp apples that were sweet. I don’t know if anyone else enjoyed rubarb washed and peeled we used to dip it in a pot of sugar( this a treat and not to be had all the time) then there was the strawberry patch and the raspberries and goosberries.

I used to love the bonfires always a social part of the day all the old gardeners together exchanging all there stories and tips for the day.

Memories are the smell of wood fires and season change working in the garden at certain times of the day it’s then i remember my dad in his old wellies and flat cap working hard and enjoying every moment of it.

Happy Days.


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Hi Libby, welcome to GoY and glad you're enjoying it. Me and my sister used to dip rhubarb in pots of sugar too :o) I'm not sure if it was our bush or whether my tastes have changed but gooseberries were always too tart for me back then. Maybe trying to eat them raw while mum was cooking put me off?

31 Jan, 2008


Hi Peter,

I agree gooseberries are tart but they are good if you dip them in some of the sugar pot. We had many a tummy ache eating those.


31 Jan, 2008


Hi Libby! When our first child, James, was born, a "millenium baby", we found lovely cards with the message, "You never realise the love of a parent, until you become a parent yourself." I've never b4 or since read a statement like it. And, although I am lucky enough 2 still have parents and parents-in-law, I find myself reminding them of what they taught me. In fact, I can remember ME b4 I could walk properly, which scares the PARENTS! I reminded my Dad recently about his greenhouse and his terraced veggy beds, describing the plants very accurately
(I can still "see" the scene, yet we left there b4 I was 3yrs.( I am 47yrs old and my Dad is now 72). He has recently renewed his interest in gardening and veggies, thanx 2 all this. The funny thing is, as I got older, my pocket money task was to cut the grass. I hated it - and still do. Every garden I myself have ever owned has had nearly all grass removed.
How memories stick! Best Wishes!

31 Jan, 2008


Hi David,

I think it,s the best when you have good childhood memories because that sets the pattern for our own children.

I don't cut the grass my hubby does and ours is decreasing in size.(more room for flowers).

I think it's wonderful being a parent and like you say you don't realise their love until you become one.

see you.


1 Feb, 2008


hi Libby :) iv sum lovely memories of helpin my dad 2 when a child &my son when hes was small loved helpn pick the netted Strawberrys?My dad would send him under the net with alittle container 4 my son 2put strawberrys in2 lol so fun 2 watch & il never 4 get: ) My poor old dad died 15yrs ago but memories live on in me & my children

6 Feb, 2008

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