Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Walking to school, no matter the weather

 

I certainly do, of course this was in the UK.  Living in Grimsby which was on the mouth of the River Humber and The North Sea meant that through winter we got snow and we also at times got thick fog.   I remember loving the snow and wanting to get to school early because we would make slides in the playground and have a lot of fun before school actually started.

The fog I also remember well as there were times when we wrapped our scarves around our necks, covering our mouths and held on to the scarf of the person in front of us, the fog was so thick at times that you could barely see 3 - 4 of yards in front of you.  Mum always walked us to school on those days.   In the UK we also came home from school for lunch, Dad came home from his work on the docks and we had our hot meal in the middle of the day.   This always meant that mornings were quite a rush for mum, getting us kids off to school, housework and cooking a hot meal for 12 noon.  We didn’t have a refrigerator so meat was bought daily which also entailed a walk to the butchers or to the local Co-operative supermarket. 

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