Flashback Friday 11/11/11

I’ve been absent from most of my blog hops since going on holiday. I’ve missed taking part in them so I decided today is the day I catch up!
Here’s my Flashback Friday and if you’d like to join in, click the pic πŸ™‚

I came across this old photo that I had totally forgotten about and it brought back some wonderful memories.
Growing up, I lived in a small village. It seemed we knew everyone on the street and they allΒ knew us. The grown ups would spend time each day sitting on the walls of the front gardens, drinking tea and having a natter while the kids played.
I don’t know if my memories of this time are all true because we moved from this street before I turned 8 but I have a feeling that life was quite relaxed back then. There was a great community spirit and this photo reminded me of that.
I used to look forward to the carnival and remember one year dressing up as ‘winter’ for our schools float.
On this photo, the Indian to the left is my Uncle Billy. I’m the little one on the back of the float, nearest Billy, looking at him. My mum is on the left, I’m not sure who is in the middle and I think her name was Rosie on the right.
I don’t recognise any of the children but I’m sure my mum will. I’ll have to ask her.
After parading round the streets, I think we’d end up at the Welfare which is the local working men’s club.
There would be stalls and games on the field and the people inside would play pool or just relax and have a chat with friends. It would be an all day celebration and I loved it.
I don’t think they do the carnival anymore which is a shame. Things like carnivals bring people together.
I’m sure if we started doing these community projects more, our sense of community would grow and we’d have more friends.
I used to feel like I totally belonged in that village and even when we moved to a neighbouring one, I was still treated as one of them.
I loved growing up where I did and I feel a bit sad that even after living here nearly 8 years, I feel like an outsider. I know it’s my own fault because I’m not very outgoing and don’t find it easy to be relaxed around people but still, it’s sad feeling like you don’t belong somewhere. I hope that with the girls being born here and Aiden growing up from when he was 3, they’ll all feel totally comfortable and part of the community.
I don’t think I ever will but I won’t dwell on it. I love our home, garden and family and as long as I’ve got those things, I’m happy πŸ™‚

3 Comments

  1. Managing Mayhem 12th November 2011 at 7:08 am

    I grew up in a small village and at the time I wished I lived closer to the town but looking back I can see that they were the best days. Lovely post

  2. Shell Louise 11th November 2011 at 10:08 pm

    @ Emma, thank you πŸ™‚ xx

    @ Ant, wrong post darling πŸ˜‰ xx

  3. Emma @mummymummymum 11th November 2011 at 2:35 pm

    It can be hard to find community spirit these days can't it? Lovely post. xx

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