Your growing up years

I had a great childhood and am extremely grateful to my parents, who sacrificed a great deal to give their children a fantastic start in life.

I have been fortunate to have been able to have my mum and dad living with me the last 20 years (19 years in my dad's case as he sadly passed away last year) and so hopefully I have been able to repay them to some degree and make their latter years as comfortable as possible.

I have tried to do the same for my children and hope they will look back on their childhood (and parents) as fondly as I do mine.
 
Stamford Park and boating lake were one big adventure playground.
Rowing boats, fishing, tunnels, the dingle, Mini golf, even played lawn bowls, icecream cart, Faircloughs, Chadwick dam et etc, wonderful year's.
We lived on Darnton Rd, it was brilliant.
 
Had a great child hood, my mum had rheumatoid arthritis and my dad cared for her so I always got to see them, as one of 5 we didn't have much money but they always spent it on us. Had holidays all over the UK as we couldn't afford abroad, didn't have the best branded clothes ect but what can you do. Never had takeaways was always fed proper food, I use to spend most of my nights lay by my mums side chatting to her whilst watching TV in her room.

Then at 19 my mum died of cancer she was only 50, left an irreparable hole in my life that to this day never goes away. Spent my 20s being angry and feeling cheated out of my own children getting to experience how great of a nanna my mum was to her other grandkids before she past.

I fucking hate March it has the day my mum died, her birthday and mothers day all one after another.

Now I've just turned 30 I earn great money and take my kids away as much as I can. Plan of moving out of Wythy this year into Wales to give them a better place to grow up.
 
I love the Beatles but this is true.

Lennon wasn’t a great father nor husband.
I think us fans know he could be a nice guy or a twat, he didn't have a great childhood or parents.
Paul had great family and parents, there's a lot in that.
 
Had a great child hood, my mum had rheumatoid arthritis and my dad cared for her so I always got to see them, as one of 5 we didn't have much money but they always spent it on us. Had holidays all over the UK as we couldn't afford abroad, didn't have the best branded clothes ect but what can you do. Never had takeaways was always fed proper food, I use to spend most of my nights lay by my mums side chatting to her whilst watching TV in her room.

Then at 19 my mum died of cancer she was only 50, left an irreparable hole in my life that to this day never goes away. Spent my 20s being angry and feeling cheated out of my own children getting to experience how great of a nanna my mum was to her other grandkids before she past.

I fucking hate March it has the day my mum died, her birthday and mothers day all one after another.

Now I've just turned 30 I earn great money and take my kids away as much as I can. Plan of moving out of Wythy this year into Wales to give them a better place to grow up.

I was with you all the way until this last line.
 
I think us fans know he could be a nice guy or a twat, he didn't have a great childhood or parents.
Paul had great family and parents, there's a lot in that.

I fall on the side that he was a twat but a fucking clever one, who wrote unbelievable music.

I always liked Paul and George a lot, Ringo is likeable but doesn’t inspire.
 
Really sorry to hear that Karen.. I can only form an opinion of you from your posts and I just wanted to come on here before leaving for work to say that you come across as one of life's nice people.

You have time for many on here regarding their personal issues and from what I've read, have given out a lot of help and advise.

What I have picked up being on this site is that you are well loved by many on here which is a credit to you..

The past has gone and although you seem to be falling to bits with broken bones, hospital visits and a cupboard full of medication no doubt, you come across to me as being a caring person..

If that wasn't instilled in you by your parents, it just goes to show the type of person you have grown up to be..! x


Right, off to join the traffic queue..!
Awww thanks lovely x
 
You certainly don't come over like you describe your parents Karen. Lots of similarities with my own upbringing.
Funny thing is my mum was a nurse,it's mad to think she was 2 different people,it was down to my dad i think but he died in the 80's so she had plenty of time to change,ah well there is no point wishing now as it wasn't to be,my brother seems to got it worse than me,he left home at 15 and got into drugs and trouble for a while,he is a grandad several times over and loves it,i have empathy for tje whole family,i can bark but i don't really bite
 
grew up in knutsford ( manchester overspill ) in the late 60s early 70s was brilliant nothing but fun and games, look back with very fond memories.
 
Being out all the time is what I remember, knocking for mates hoping they were in or allowed out not being able to ring them on the telethingymubob first, everything on spec. It was a time when a stick and a tin can entertained a child for hours only landing home if you were starving.

Risk assessment as a child was character building, playing on building sites inside empty houses and thriving on jam butties and egg and chips, playing football at the drop of a hat and for hours too.
 
Being out all the time is what I remember, knocking for mates hoping they were in or allowed out not being able to ring them on the telethingymubob first, everything on spec. It was a time when a stick and a tin can entertained a child for hours only landing home if you were starving.

Risk assessment as a child was character building, playing on building sites inside empty houses and thriving on jam butties and egg and chips, playing football at the drop of a hat and for hours too.
Out every night playing football not a paedo in sight apart from on the tv around tea time Saturday night
 

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