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Childhood memories

Childhood memories

As I reached my sixties and now my seventies, I find that my childhood memories were coming to the surface more clearly than ever before. I suppose there is more time now to dwell and search for the missing pieces of my early years’ jig-saw. The 1940s and 1950s were full of excitement for us five children. We were raised by our parents with a lot of staff in tow, moved house twice and had a country home in the Pyrenees. We also spent a lot of time with our grandparents on the island of Oléron.

Smells and childhood memories

July 1, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet Sometimes a childhood memory comes flashing in and you wonder why. Then the cause becomes apparent, a familiar and unmistakable smell pervading your surroundings and, this time, not immediately associated with the distant event. With the smell of chopped parsley, I recall standing in the kitchen, aged maybe four or five, nose against the […]

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Knitting

June 22, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet During WWII, it was so difficult to find wool that knitters had to be quite inventive, both in finding a source of it and also in using every scrap available. Mother, with three toddlers, always had a garment on the go. She used to hunt around for old discarded pullovers or cardigans and laboriously […]

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Grandmère’s Eyes

May 19, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet Five foot tall and shrinking, size eight, white hair borne in a tired loose chignon, my grandmother was the ruler on her patch. As far back as I can remember, Grandmère ran her household with a rod of steel. She didn’t shout, she didn’t threaten, she only had to look at you and you […]

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Colorado Beetle

April 7, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet I was 6 years old, WWII had ended. My mother, my three younger brothers and I were still living in the school house of a small village in Normandy. My father had just returned from captivity in the concentration camp of Buchenwald, very poorly indeed. For the first few weeks of his traumatic return, […]

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Bleuette – my mother’s china doll

March 31, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet WWII was over and family units were gradually reconstituted, men folk missing or back from the war in an appalling state, women exhausted by the burden of running family and work together in great hardship. Now was the time for my parents to lick their wounds and face a new life. As soon as […]

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Grand-père’s garden

March 17, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet During the 1930s and 1940s, my grand-parents were living in a big rambling house in Boyardville, on the island of Oléron. This is where I was born and where I spent many holidays after the war years. I even spent a whole year there while doctors and surgeons were trying to put my parents […]

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Grand-mère

March 9, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet My grandparents lived on a small island off the coast of France, not far from La Rochelle. Both of them had many brothers and sisters, and we had numerous cousins, most of whom we never recognised when we came for our regular Summer holidays. Two months of bliss, those holidays were! In those days, […]

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Grandpère’s Solex

February 17, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet In the late 1940s, France was licking its wounds, still reeling from the war years, and there were great shortages of practically everything. For most, life was a great struggle since so many men had disappeared or been disabled. Yet, in 1946, an astounding new machine was created that would revolutionise the way French […]

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Twinkle twinkle little star…

January 20, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet Normandy1943… My brother and I were increasingly in the care of the live-in maid, Simone, employed to help my mother with the house chores and the “babies”. Life in the school house was full of excitement for us children. Both our parents were busy teaching in the school part of the building and going […]

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Evacuated

January 13, 2011 Childhood memories
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Tweet 1943 My three year old brother Jacques and I, four, were becoming a liability for our parents’ work in the French Resistance. We witnessed too many goings on, on a practically daily occasion and couldn’t be trusted to know what to say and above all what NOT to say to our visitors. Our father’s […]

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