Thursday Theme – Family – It’s surprising what you find

I have two posts for you today, and I hope you will take time to look at the other which features an interesting technique that I use in my art.  It’s almost like a free tutorial, so it might inspire you.  You can find it here.   Don’t miss reading this post, though, as there is a rather interesting but sad story included.

The Thursday Photo Challenge this week is Family. I haven’t taken part for a while, but it does fit in with the post I intended for today, so this post will give you a flavour of what you might see if you follow the link.  I’ve been thinking a lot about family recently, for a variety of reasons, and next week I’m seeing my favourite uncle, so I’ve been sorting through a few photographs to show him.

Well, now you know what I looked like at 13 months!  Of course, there are many more, including this one taken a while later.

Mary, Mary.  Quite contrary

How does your garden grow?

I must have been about 5 when this was taken.  I remember the costume, it was very pretty, in retrospect maybe much prettier in my memory!

However, the real photograph I want to show you is this one.

The two important people in the centre of this picture are my mother and father.  The bridesmaid was a family friend of my mother’s, and the best man….. well, thereby hangs a little tale.

My father came from a small town in Wales, Brecon.  In fact, it has it’s own cathedral.  It’s a delightful place, and hasn’t changed in many years.   He went to school there, and served in the RAF during World War 2.  All the boys in his class served in one or other of the armed forces, including the man above on the left.  Unfortunately I don’t know his name, but I do know that he joined the army, and served with the Royal Welch Fusiliers.  Dad travelled all over the world during the war, but at one point was stationed in Crete with a Sunderland Flying Boat. One day Dad heard that the Royal Welch were on the other side of the island.  He walked across, and managed to find his friend from school,  and they spent a while together chatting.  Dad then walked back to base.  The very next day the Germans landed and the friend, and many others became prisoners of war.

The Sunderland Flying Boat was the last to leave the island.  Several nights were spent rowing to a variety of coves to collect escaping British airmen and soldiers.  Dad was hidden by a Cretan policeman during the day, and owed his life to this.  It was a while before he and his friend were reunited, after the war obviously, and back in Brecon.  The sad thing is, though, that out of the entire class they were the only two boys that survived the war.

My mother is the only one of the above that is still alive.

17 comments

  1. You are a lovely person , inside and out. Thanks for giving us a glimpse of your beautiful past. The day of your wedding photo lookes like a fairy tale, a portrait of happiness with a the love of family. It was nice of you to share your parents. Just a picture of a wonderful family. Stay blessed always my friend.

  2. A great story of survival and friendship. I am sure there are so many of these from WWII and we have just never heard them. I recently read Tom Brokaw’s stories from WWII (from interviews with those who lived through it and never talked about their experiences). Wish that somewhere along the way someone could have chronicled all the many stories such as this.
    Thank you.

  3. HI INTERESTING LADY! i ENJOYED SEEING THE PHOTOS AND ESPECIALLY READING THAT INTERESTING PIECE OF WAR HISTORY AS I AM A HISTORY BUFF. I’VE NOT BEEN ON MY COMPUTER OF LATE, AS WHEN IT AGGRAVATES ME I SHUN IT AND RELAX BY WEAVING. MY SPINNING WHEEL NEEDS REPAIR, SO I SPINDLE SPUN SOME OF MY PLANT DYED FLEECE. TAKE CARE AND STAY HAPPY.DID I MENTION MY DAD WAS BORN IN SHEFFIELD?

    BEST REGARDS
    RUTHIE

  4. I came here via a comment made by Nancy on my post about Ring a ring o Roses. How lovely to meet you and I did so enjoy reading about your family life.
    I shall be coming again as I clicked the ‘follow’button, and if you are ever in my neck of the woods, do drop in.

    love P

  5. Wow, that’s a moving story about the wedding photo. Reminds me of how fleeting life can be. Enjoy it while I can. And “Mary quite contrary” made me laugh! Very cute photos of you :)

  6. Myfanwy, I have to say, every time I open to this page, I just love that header. It is so beautiful. I like poppies too and have many such dried stalks in my garage. And of course, the fibers are vibrant.
    Cheers,
    Coleen in Ukraine

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