Well, how did I get to be this old? I think somebody has deleted several decades of my life. However…
The first email I opened this morning was from LondonWlogger who took me back a lifetime, to a time growing up in London when this area was the playground of three young girls.
We passed this on our way to and from school each day. Did we really understand or appreciate how magical it was to have such a beauty in the middle of a built-up, town area? I think not.
The Lea Valley, once a transport river busy with horse-drawn barges and later motorised barges. It was an industrial area and supplied water for London, sand and gravel. Now its a lazy, gentle river offering leisure boating.
Springfield Park where three little girls were taken by their mother most afternoons after school. We lived in an apartment building with no green space to play on. Many happy memories here. I wonder if my sisters remember the cave where we played for many hours in the sunshine.
Thank you, Stu, at Wlogger for this post.
So now moving on some 60 plus years, I am sitting in Wellington New Zealand in the sunshine and losing myself in so many happy memories of a childhood spent surrounded by love and these beautiful bits of nature in a busy, busy, noisy city.
Off now, to get ready. My son and daughter-in-law are coming to take me to lunch and then later, I shall have dinner with my daughter, her eldest son and his girlfriend. How lucky am I?
NOTE: All photos taken by London Wlogger. © Copyright 2017.