This is an old postcard of Torquay (pronounced Torkee) where I worked for several years before I met Gregg and moved to the States. I lived two miles away. The photos aren't very clear. A lot of those old photos are losing their clarity, which makes it important for me to scan them before they deteriorate even more.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Things have a way of coming around....
The other day I saw a young lady in a very short, short skirt and Gregg was with me as I said in a bit of a fuddy-duddy tone I suppose, "My goodness that young lady's skirt is a bit too short!" Honestly, I didn't think that day would ever come, me being a fuddy-duddy, as I have always thought of myself being open minded. Gregg turned round to me and smiled with a twinkle in his eye and said, "I seem to remember seeing photos of you wearing outfits about as short as that." I said, "I don't think so!" in that very indignant tone belonging to my other personality. Apparently 'fuddy-duddy' personality arrived and I didn't even realize it . Well, on going through that old box of photos the other day, guess what I found? Did I really wear outfits that short? I do seem to remember my father raising one eye brow occasionally. It is hard for me to believe that photo was taken 40 years ago. Where did the time fly? I showed Gregg and we laughed. Yes, that's me and I am going to be quiet from now on. "Right!" says Gregg.