Thursday, 17 October 2013

A fictious "girlfriend"

When Dad was going to see or talk to a female he vaguely knew or often didn't know at all but just quite fancied he would refer to her as "my girlfriend". I say this whenever we go to the chippy in Boroughbridge where one of the regular servers (though not there last night, sadly) is this tarty, over-made up bird.

Pic of the day: Here's one from a walk in the Cheviot Hills of Northumberland c 1980. It's the finest headwear we've seen Mum sporting since that the legendary lampshade in the b/w shot from the sixties.

1 comment:

  1. WHat a super picture! A real Paul classic with the view going off to one side - you can see you had an eye even at that tender age! Mum's hat...mmm... well I remember it and didn't feel it looked as daft then as it does now. Most extraordinary of all though is the sight of mum holding onto Dad!! I wonder what brought on this bout of physical affection!