- Jan 31, 2018
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- The Tropic of Trafford
- Hardiness Zone
- Keir Hardy
We all have these.
I think I can remember a few things from when I was four or five, but I'm never sure if it's an actual memory or say, something my mother told me when I was a few years older. And of course memories can fade with time.
But a definite one came back to me yesterday when I had an e-mail from my sister. Amongst a few other things, she told me that our cousin Audrey had died, she'd had news from one of her sons. Audrey was a few years older than me so would have been in her late eighties. She lived in America and I'd not seen her in over fifty years.
It made me remember an occasion when my mother took me on a visit to see her mother, one week-end.
While the adults were talking in the house Audrey and I sat on the back step talking, she produced two pound notes from her pocket and told me that she'd won it on a bet on a horse that came in first. That was a lot of money in those days so I was suitably impressed. She'd been looking in the paper earlier in the week at the runners for the Derby. Her elder brother and her father had the paper and had been discussing the runners and occasionally put bets on horses. She asked if she picked out a horse would they put a bet on for her too? They agreed, "Just this once."
Being a young teenage girl she picked out a horse with a name that appealed to her and I remember it well. It was called "My Love."
I looked it up. It would have been in 1948, when I was eight.