My Life in 2020

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… and the wait goes on

It’s now Tuesday and we are still waiting for our mattress. Rick made a couple of phone calls this morning and by early afternoon he got a text message stating the mattress is on its way. We should be getting the mattress sometime tomorrow and we both have our yearly retina.l scans at the hospital in the afternoon.

Getting back to my life, in general, I have good memories and some not so good memories but that’s normal. I always loved the autumn from my earliest memories. It was fun on the way to school and home again going through the leaves on the ground. Of course, we liked collecting the leaves to go into our ‘guys’ for Guy Fawkes Night. It was a great day to have my birthday on as I got the bonfire night party which was also a joint one for a couple of years with one of my friends as we shared the same birthday. The time came eventually when I was asked if I wanted a party or a ‘special meal’ so I went for the meal. It was a family tradition to choose what we wanted to eat on our birthdays.

One of my favourite memories was of growing up was watching my dad have a go on my space hopper as he thought it looks good fun watching me. He got from the house, round the fish pond and straightened up to go back to the house. Then my dad ended up on his back and I was almost in tears laughing then I got the ‘you could have helped me get up instead of laughing.’ My mum was laughing too and said basically the same but I will always remember the laughter.

I have so many good memories growing up such as watering the garden for my parents and turning the hose onto my sister or having the hose over the line and running through the water. We would wash my dad’s car or help with picking fruit or get veg in with my dad. When the weather was good we and other children would play out on the street as it safe and if it snowed we would build snowmen. I suffer from poor circulation so if I stayed outside too long my hands would go blue and I would cry as it hurt.

When I got older I wished at times that I could have stayed younger as life was simpler. The change of how I felt generally was a gradual change but by my teens, I was unhappy as often as I was happy. I couldn’t explain why and I felt guilty as I didn’t have a reason for this.

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Early Life

4th February 2020

I don’t remember much of my first four years when we lived in Tilbury except I do remember that the kitchen seemed big to me. Then there was what must have been the last Christmas there as I remember a huge Christmas tree but it could have been in a neighbour’s house. I remember my sister and I having a picture taken at our front door wearing our nighties. We also shared a bedroom even though it was a large house. Years later I knew it was because it was expensive to heat the house hence the need to keep costs down.

My memories really started when we moved to Grays. I loved that house and the garden which was long with plenty of room to play in. We lived in a quiet street so it was safe to play outside with our friends. My sister and I had separate bedrooms but we had to share if relatives came to stay.

My dad, at some point, started growing vegetables at the end of the garden and got a greenhouse. We also had a cooking apple tree, pear tree, rhubarb, blackcurrant bushes. redcurrant bushes and gooseberry bushes. I have fond memories of picking fruit off the bushes then ‘topping and tailing’ them so they were ready to cook. I was a fussy eater but loved the fruit pies and crumbles my mum made. As I got older I got better for eating vegetables but probably because they were home grown and tasted nice.