Hi all again,
For all my friends that read my blog, I have to apologise I put it on and had forgotten to edit it. Although I'm not good at editing; and this time it is awful! so this is the edited one.
As my friend reminded me. I also forgot to say, It's this week I'm going to The York International Women's Week. Actually it's on for over a week, and I'm a speaker on the 13th, I have been asked to talk about my life and my books about my life through the blitz as a child. Also the second onewhich is about the young women's lives who were left at home, when their husband went to fight for our independence. I hope I have made it more readable I also hope all my friends that have already read it will perhaps read it again. I know, and you all know it will never be perfect, but this time I have done my best. x
Well talk about fate, there I was starting early, and my Wifi went on the blink. My friend sorted it out with the provider, it took three hours on the phone. Then it turned out it was faulty. She’s told me if it gets any more of a problem she’s going to hit the red wine, I guess I will have to join her. Actually we did as you have to have wine with your dinner don’t you?
Moving on, I now have a new Wifi and I am back on board again.
This is what I had already written, and here I’m talking about our great leader’s speech about the, for or against leaving the EU. I have just been watching all the reporters outside of Parliament. This dilemma won’t go away and I am not up to deciding who is wrong or who is right. I always vote so will have to decide. The one thing that will decide me is what I think as I listen to the reasons for and against. My problem is I am old enough to realise we are now governed by the countries we have fought and won wars for and countries who we have fought for our liberty.
Now we are having to take some very awkward rules and regulations that have almost wiped out some of our decent trades such as our small farmers and our fishermen etc. Britain is not the Britain I have known as a young child, teenager and woman. We had hard times in the war and afterwards we were short of food as most of Europe was. But now it isn’t the Britain I know and love. We have Food Banks, ‘For Gods Sake!’ I have said for several years, if we keep up with what is happening to our country we will be a third country! I was always proud to say I’m British where ever I was in the world.
Had planned to start this blog last week but as usual life changes course, had a day out with four lovely friends we went to a little village to pick another friend up and then went to Low Sizergh Working Farm, and Sizergh Castle we saved the castle for another day.
It is classed as being in Kendal district, but you can get to it from Milenthorpe. I haven’t been there before and was thoroughly impressed with it, it has lots to see and many farm animals for the the children to see, also lots to buy and and a great cafe. So it's a good place to take the family. The next day we all went to another friends surprise 60th birthday party it was a lovely night and she had a great surprise. I also really enjoyed the young woman who entertained us she did all the music form 40s to 50s ,and really looked the part. It brought many memories back.
I have had lots of computer help this last three weeks!
Last week, I had help with booking my train to York. Two friends turned up and one decided to help me get it sorted out. I can book a train on my computer! Still, going to York from where I live is quite difficult as you have anything up to 3 changes as it's a cross country trip. Well, I had started it when my friend turned up she took over and managed to get me trip with 2 changes. As I could go anytime she also saved me fifty pounds. Of course that meant lunch out and a bottle of wine!!
Then I had an old friend come over Saturday to stay overnight until Sunday. ‘Well not an old friend like my age. A young old friend!’ She has a home in Italy. She now also ups and travels to where ever she can; in her early forties she has done what I did, she decided to see some of the world, Australia, Malta, France, etc.
We were really just having catch up time, but she’s a bit of a whiz kid on computers she knew I was having problems with Amazon as I knew some of my books had been sold but I hadn’t been paid for them. She worked on finding out why I hadn’t been paid for my books for quite some time. ‘Sorted!’ my books, 'Cos That's The Way It Is ,and 'Cos That's The Way It Was, are also for sale from http://www.createspace[LW1] .com. They were on at the wrong price as they were only just covering the published price. My fault of course for not checking, so she altered the prices for me.
Of course we then had a great catch up and dinner. ‘Again. thanks to Tesco’s for one of their ten pound meals, a great bottle of red wine, and lovely choc cheese cake.’ No I don’t get paid for saying that. Just like to say when something is good. As you all know I can complain just as easily!
My friend and myself worked together in a flower shop, over thirty years ago. So when I came home from the USA, and settled down with my own shop she worked with me for some time. I’m pretty sure she could already tell more tales than I can. I believe everyone has a book in them and I would love to read hers!!
On to other things. A very nice young man who reads my blog and has read my books, has been in touch. He is from Barrow and doing Media at college. He explained he was making a small film about Barrow’s WW2 and really enjoyed reading my book, 'Cos That's The Way It Is. Which is the child’s eye view of the war, in our shipyard town. 'Barrow-In- Furness.' e wanted to interview me. I met him at our Dock Museum and had a surprise as he filmed me as he asked me questions about my experiences of the blitz on Barrow. I would have made more effort with my hair and make up if I had known. Still he is a really nice, pleasant and polite young man, it's nice to see. that most kids still are. The Thankfully my three grandsons are the same, so many people have pulled me up to tell me which makes me really proud.
We have had some dreadful happenings here in our hospital, Maternity ward. It was several years ago, but is still ongoing. As far as I can gather it stemmed from some of the older midwives. At least one has been sacked and can’t work in Britain anymore. This has been written about in our local paper this week, and it’s all so sad. It’s all been changed now though, and I know young women who have had no trouble having their babies this past few years.
The reason I have mentioned this, is because it brought memories of the way we had our babies over years ago in 1957. I had my first baby in what was called Risdale Maternity Home. It was so different! You had to let them know when you went into labour, which having no phone was difficult. It was something we hadn’t realised anyway, so the first thing that happened to me when I arrived there was getting a telling off. It was the days when we just took the telling off and got on with it. Then I was put straight into the labour room which had two beds, I was well into labour and it went on all night. The other bed had a young woman in who it seemed was in what they called, ‘false labour.’ She was in and out of that bed most of the night as at least two other lasses came in and had their baby. This poor lass had to sit on a dining chair outside the door then pop back in when it was empty. When I finally had my baby I was put in a ward with about ten or twelve iron beds, all full of new mums. It was mid, June and we were having a heat wave. Our babies were only brought to us to feed and only husbands could visit. We were kept in for ten days and there was no such thing as air conditioning. After five days because it was so busy and hot they ran out of sheets and nappies, we were sleeping on draw sheets! So they came around and asked if any one of us would like to go home, I couldn’t wait! On the sixth day I walked proudly around the park with my son and husband. I had a Silver Cross Pram, it cost a colossal price £27-50 and was classed as the Rolls Royce of prams. I only could afford it because I was given some money towards it for my 21st birthday which was in May and he was born in June. Now I have seen the same second hand ones selling for £1,000.
I have also to say all those babies who were born in there were all fine. We used to meet at check ups at the clinic.
Just going to say by Bye, I have been writing this for two weeks. If it's hard to understand well blame word ten! I'm hoping I haven't been too serious or moaned to much.
Take care all and be happy