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...the many things that you remember as a kid or teenager...

Mr Stickyfingers said:
...with your great choices of music video clips in the other thread I can so understand why too!... lol!... you funky rocking little groover you lol!... you would've been a hoot to have as a friend at School... we would've got on well... we have such similar tastes in music... cheers.
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Hahaha hell yeah we would've had a blast in school. I'm sure we would have met regularly at the Principal's Office and in detention(I have a vision of "The Breakfast Club" movie in my head) :laugh: Oh putting chalk on top of the ceiling fan blades in the summer was another favourite prank I loved to pull at school (well friends did it too). Loved watching the chalk fly across the room. God I was a horror.

I do love your taste in music too.
 
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Mr Stickyfingers said:
...with your great choices of music video clips in the other thread I can so understand why too!... lol!... you funky rocking little groover you lol!... you would've been a hoot to have as a friend at School... we would've got on well... we have such similar tastes in music... cheers.
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Forgot to say, yes my love of music was huge (still is) back in school. I was forever having my boom box confiscated by the teachers.

Also, I was spending my pocket money on records when my mates were spending theirs on fashion. Got it right @Mr Stickyfingers :thumbsup:
 
...I remember when I was a kid in England that the three biggest things that were hitting the headlines were 'The Beatles'... 'The Morcambe and Wise Show' and 'Doctor Who' and when The Beatles appeared on the Morecambe and Wise Show two great worlds came together!... I think that it was one of the highest rating shows ever at the time... here is their appearance on the show... I love the way that Eric Morecambe calls Ringo Starr every name but the word 'Ringo'... I remember that I was in hysterics at the time... here it is... all the fun starts at the 7:00 minute mark after The Beatles have finished singing...


...I remember when Morcambe and Wise did this skit and the whole of England were forming little groups of friends at parties and stuff and tried to do it as they did... trying to copy it was a bigger craze than 'hoola hoops' for a while!... it wasn't just kids trying to emulate it but the adults too!... this still cracks me up today... if you have never seen either of these clips before I really do recommend that you watch them if you enjoy complete silliness lol!... cheers.

 
My parents have to sell their home due to illness. It was the only home I ever knew as a child. My father has lived there for 82yrs. I didn't know you could grieve for a house but I feel horrible :( My best memories are in that house. Sharing a bedroom with my sisters, all the pets we owned, the family Christmases, remembering when we got an inside loo and hot running water, and most of all the love in every room. I am a sook.
 
Willoughby said:
My parents have to sell their home due to illness. It was the only home I ever knew as a child. My father has lived there for 82yrs. I didn't know you could grieve for a house but I feel horrible :( My best memories are in that house. Sharing a bedroom with my sisters, all the pets we owned, the family Christmases, remembering when we got an inside loo and hot running water, and most of all the love in every room. I am a sook.
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...that's so sad for you Willoughby... I know exactly where you are coming from... when we first emigrated to Australia we lived in Emigration Hostels... first in Elisabeth in South Australia and we then got moved into Villawood Hostel which was just awful... my mum just kept crying in the Hostel and kept telling my dad that she wanted to return back to England all of the time... we came from a slum area in London and she wanted to return there rather than live in Villawood Hostel... that's how bad it was...

...we lived in many rented houses and seemed to be like wandering gypsies because we moved from house to house so often... anyhow... my dad had joined the Air Force and managed to save some money to make things better for us... eventually mum and dad managed to get a Housing Commission home in Windsor NSW... we loved that home so much... my parents eventually managed to buy the house outright in the end...

...that house is where they stayed for (I think) 46 years until my dad died about 12 years ago and mum then moved into a granny flat at my sisters house until she died too a few years back... I so loved that house and when mum sold it and moved out it was like saying goodbye to an old friend... it was a sad day for us indeed... every now and then I drive past it just to remember when my parents were both alive and when I look at the house I can't help but laugh at the memories that I remember from there... lol!...

...the people that moved into the house have done quite a few alterations to the house but all for the good... there is still the rose bush that mum planted in the front garden when we first moved in!... it would be 50 odd years old by now... (god knows how long they live lol!)... so when I see it I always smile... so I totally understand as to why you are so sad about it Willoughby... I really do... cheers.
 
Willoughby said:
My parents have to sell their home due to illness. It was the only home I ever knew as a child. My father has lived there for 82yrs. I didn't know you could grieve for a house but I feel horrible :( My best memories are in that house. Sharing a bedroom with my sisters, all the pets we owned, the family Christmases, remembering when we got an inside loo and hot running water, and most of all the love in every room. I am a sook.
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I feel for you and your family - I was on the otherside of oz when this happened to my family, about 16 years ago, and was not in a position to help. I just got updated phonecalls about how it was all going - I was so detached and still am (although I do do googlemaps past the street ever now and then)

You are not a sook - it is just all a part of letting go ......

9 Years ago we sold an amazing place, that I really loved being at - to end up where I am atm ....... I have been miserable since then ... but, you know what? I just have to let it all go - even if it is at a loss ....... sometimes you just gotta let go - sad as it may be :( LOVE sent xxxx
 
Willoughby said:
My parents have to sell their home due to illness. It was the only home I ever knew as a child. My father has lived there for 82yrs. I didn't know you could grieve for a house but I feel horrible :( My best memories are in that house. Sharing a bedroom with my sisters, all the pets we owned, the family Christmases, remembering when we got an inside loo and hot running water, and most of all the love in every room. I am a sook.
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You're not a sook. That house holds your life. I'm sorry to hear about your parents. I think the worst thing about getting older is watching your parents get old. It breaks my heart sometimes when I glance at my Mum & Dad. They are still pretty sprightly but I know my time with them now is limited.
 
Willoughby said:
My parents have to sell their home due to illness. It was the only home I ever knew as a child. My father has lived there for 82yrs. I didn't know you could grieve for a house but I feel horrible :( My best memories are in that house. Sharing a bedroom with my sisters, all the pets we owned, the family Christmases, remembering when we got an inside loo and hot running water, and most of all the love in every room. I am a sook.
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It's wonderful that you have all those fond memories of the house to remember @Willoughby.

Very sorry though that your parents have to sell their home and it has left you sad. Would a farewell to the house party be in order or would that be too much (sad) for all concerned?

Take care
 
shaydee said:
You're not a sook. That house holds your life. I'm sorry to hear about your parents. I think the worst thing about getting older is watching your parents get old. It breaks my heart sometimes when I glance at my Mum & Dad. They are still pretty sprightly but I know my time with them now is limited.
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Definitely no sook. Hey, if it was me I'd be blubbing like a water burbler, so sooks unanimous unite.
I was most distressed when Mum got rid of some of her parents large furniture when they were downsizing for an interstate move. That furniture I had known my entire life as had Mum probably, but as my grandparents were both dead, it wasn't necessary to keep them and weren't going to be suitable for my parents' new home. Now at their ages of 82, it's the final clear out to dread some time down the track. For a long time at times I have felt like the parent and at other times, I am their little girl.
Take photos of every room, everywhere outside and whatever else you can think of that's pertinent. It's part of your life that's closing too and to watch your parents age is one of the hardest things to do as well as watching them become ill. To those of us who still have parents around, treasure it all.
 
Mr Stickyfingers said:
...that's so sad for you Willoughby... I know exactly where you are coming from... when we first emigrated to Australia we lived in Emigration Hostels... first in Elisabeth in South Australia and we then got moved into Villawood Hostel which was just awful... my mum just kept crying in the Hostel and kept telling my dad that she wanted to return back to England all of the time... we came from a slum area in London and she wanted to return there rather than live in Villawood Hostel... that's how bad it was...

...we lived in many rented houses and seemed to be like wandering gypsies because we moved from house to house so often... anyhow... my dad had joined the Air Force and managed to save some money to make things better for us... eventually mum and dad managed to get a Housing Commission home in Windsor NSW... we loved that home so much... my parents eventually managed to buy the house outright in the end...

...that house is where they stayed for (I think) 46 years until my dad died about 12 years ago and mum then moved into a granny flat at my sisters house until she died too a few years back... I so loved that house and when mum sold it and moved out it was like saying goodbye to an old friend... it was a sad day for us indeed... every now and then I drive past it just to remember when my parents were both alive and when I look at the house I can't help but laugh at the memories that I remember from there... lol!...

...the people that moved into the house have done quite a few alterations to the house but all for the good... there is still the rose bush that mum planted in the front garden when we first moved in!... it would be 50 odd years old by now... (god knows how long they live lol!)... so when I see it I always smile... so I totally understand as to why you are so sad about it Willoughby... I really do... cheers.
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hooleydooley said:
I feel for you and your family - I was on the otherside of oz when this happened to my family, about 16 years ago, and was not in a position to help. I just got updated phonecalls about how it was all going - I was so detached and still am (although I do do googlemaps past the street ever now and then)

You are not a sook - it is just all a part of letting go ......

9 Years ago we sold an amazing place, that I really loved being at - to end up where I am atm ....... I have been miserable since then ... but, you know what? I just have to let it all go - even if it is at a loss ....... sometimes you just gotta let go - sad as it may be :( LOVE sent xxxx
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shaydee said:
You're not a sook. That house holds your life. I'm sorry to hear about your parents. I think the worst thing about getting older is watching your parents get old. It breaks my heart sometimes when I glance at my Mum & Dad. They are still pretty sprightly but I know my time with them now is limited.
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GROOVER said:
It's wonderful that you have all those fond memories of the house to remember @Willoughby.

Very sorry though that your parents have to sell their home and it has left you sad. Would a farewell to the house party be in order or would that be too much (sad) for all concerned?

Take care
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Khun Khun said:
Definitely no sook. Hey, if it was me I'd be blubbing like a water burbler, so sooks unanimous unite.
I was most distressed when Mum got rid of some of her parents large furniture when they were downsizing for an interstate move. That furniture I had known my entire life as had Mum probably, but as my grandparents were both dead, it wasn't necessary to keep them and weren't going to be suitable for my parents' new home. Now at their ages of 82, it's the final clear out to dread some time down the track. For a long time at times I have felt like the parent and at other times, I am their little girl.
Take photos of every room, everywhere outside and whatever else you can think of that's pertinent. It's part of your life that's closing too and to watch your parents age is one of the hardest things to do as well as watching them become ill. To those of us who still have parents around, treasure it all.
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Thanks guys. It is definitely harder on Dad than any of us. It is a rural property so I am visiting one more time and will walk every inch. I will try hard to be positive for their sake and will sook in here amongst friends. Officially best thread ever @Mr Stickyfingers . :inlove:
 
Willoughby said:
Thanks guys. It is definitely harder on Dad than any of us. It is a rural property so I am visiting one more time and will walk every inch. I will try hard to be positive for their sake and will sook in here amongst friends. Officially best thread ever @Mr Stickyfingers . :inlove:
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...oh wow Willoughby... that's so kind of you to say that... thankyou very much... when I first thought of creating it I 'ummed and aaahed' about starting it at all... I'm glad that I did now... thanks again... cheers.:)
 
Willoughby said:
My parents have to sell their home due to illness. It was the only home I ever knew as a child. My father has lived there for 82yrs. I didn't know you could grieve for a house but I feel horrible :( My best memories are in that house. Sharing a bedroom with my sisters, all the pets we owned, the family Christmases, remembering when we got an inside loo and hot running water, and most of all the love in every room. I am a sook.
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Oh Willoughby, that would be sad. My mum and dad had built their own home, with minimal help about 50 years ago. Dad is now quite ill, I just couldn't imagine them not living there :(
 
shadow2 said:
Oh Willoughby, that would be sad. My mum and dad had built their own home, with minimal help about 50 years ago. Dad is now quite ill, I just couldn't imagine them not living there :(
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I know, I could not imagine it either but it has happened fast. Mum will be fine (it is Dad's family home) but he is devastated. I hope your Dad can find a way to live out his days in his own home. Not possible in our case unfortunately. Thanks for the kind words :)
 
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