February was a strange month, short and busy but it also involved a lot of looking back. Time after time something took me back to my childhood. I am 40 now so as everyone keeps telling me I am old now, so why not reminisce?!!!
It actually started in January with this post by woolpickle about french knitting. I loved french knitting as a child. When I was about 5 my Uncle came to stay with us for several weeks. One day he came back with a ‘Knitting Nancy’ each for my sister and I, I was immediately hooked. I have hunted and hunted but can’t find mine but I did come across the one I bought Abi years ago and so I am hoping to have a play soon!!
The next trip down memory lane was from another post here, again it is by woolpickle (there seems to be a pattern here, maybe I’m not the only one looking back!) where we ended up having conversations about geometric pattern colouring books, magic painting etc! Well, when Josh tidied out his room yesterday he found his geometric colouring book.
I used to love doing these, so at lunch time out came the felt tips and I started to colour it in. I found it quite relaxing until I went wrong (can you spot the mistake?) That was the point at which I gave up!
Somehow this got me thinking about Matey bubble bath, we had this every year for Christmas for a long time. Did you know you can still get it? I put some in Josh’s stocking this year. How I love all these memories, they make me feel all cosy inside!!
This is what it looked like Then…..
Then came my 40th birthday. My Sister-in-law gave me a personalised mug and inside were these!!
I just loved dip dabs as a girl. In fact I liked all the fizzy sweets!! And the candy sticks, I seem to remember then being called sweet cigarettes in our day and some makes had red tips too! And the popping candy, I can picture myself now, walking back from the local shops with my cousin and eating popping candy. It was a really hot day and if you threw a piece on the floor it would crack quite loudly! I think the packet is still the same too!!
Then there were the paper dolls. You know the ones? You have a cardboard doll and you cut paper clothes with little tabs on out of a book to dress her with. I’m not quite sure how I got to this one but I loved them so much. My sister and I spent hours playing with them. I can still picture them in my head! I used to design lots of new outfits for them too.
I have found this image of these paper dolls. They were actually my favourites. I had the two one the right and my sister the one on the left and one other. They came in a box and had a pop up scene to go with them. The middle doll Katie had an ice cream parlour and Becky (right) had a pretty bedroom.
The other memories have been special but difficult too. Sadly last July my dear Dad had a massive stroke and passed away the next day. He was only 66 and we had no warning at all. He hadn’t been ill for years, in fact I can never remember him having more than a cold. It was so sudden that most of the time I have felt numb and it just hasn’t seemed real. I was such a Daddy’s girl and loved him dearly. This month though it seems to have been sinking in a bit more. It has been tough but also special to remember the special little things about us. I wanted to share a couple. One of my most special memories and items is my ‘secret box’.
I must have been reading famous five at the time because I desperately wanted a box with a false bottom!! Well, one afternoon Dad said he would help me make one. We made it together. I can remember being in the garden and Dad showing me how to use the saw!
It now holds some of my childhood treasures including…
A little knitted bunny I used to hold in chapel, my first watch and also the box which now contains all my baby teeth (yuk)!! A manicure set my grandma gave me, I was so pleased with that. A fabric book I loved as a baby, my prefect badge, A tiny photo frame with a picture of Hubby just after we started courting, he would have been 16, the impressions for my brace (okay, not sure why all these teethy things were saved!!!). A couple of favourite ornaments, my name badges from my first main job, and going back to the french knitting, a little mat I knitted and stitched together in a coil!! The children love to see all these bits and to be honest so do I.
My last special memory I have to share is this ring.
Dad made it for me one Christmas. I must have been 5 or 6 years old. My Mum and sister had one too. I have worn it nearly all the time since. It has just changed finger and been stretched a couple times over the years.
The box and the ring both mean so much to me now because Dad put his time and love into them both. Do you have any special treasures people have made for you? I think this is partly why I am now trying to make as many gifts as I can, I feel there is so much more to a gift that you have put your time and love into.
Happy Memories and Happy Crafting!!
(Some images from google)