Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Vintage Years


We finished emptying Mum’s house this week,it goes without saying that it was emotional work, but there was laughter as well as tears. Here is a photo I found, that Mum had taken in  July 1997, the garden in full bloom.

Pride and Joy

It all looks a lot sunnier than it did on Tuesday.

There many discoveries, of lost childhood memorabilia, forgotten heirlooms (notably, a spectacularly hideous antique plate that had been waiting for its moment to shine, for over five decades, hidden away in the back of a cupboard, as I lifted it out, the bag it was in disintegrated, the plate fell to the floor, smashed beyond repair. My brother who’d recently seen a similar plate on a TV antiques programme, refuses to tell me just how much it was worth).

In the cupboard under the stairs, I found six crates of my Dad’s home brew, dating back as far as 1989.


home brew

Some of it looked very dodgy, and alarmingly it was in screw top bottles.

home brew 4

After a dynamic risk assessment, I decided a little eye protection wouldn’t go amiss before moving it.

home brew

Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

11 thoughts on “Vintage Years

  1. Good decision on the goggles.

  2. I look forward to your critique of the home brew once you have recovered from celebrating your mum’s life with it with a few friends!!

  3. Made me smile this morning. Sorry to hear about your Mum, she will live on with your memories.

  4. Shame about the plate. Did you sample any of your dad’s wines? xx

  5. I spent last week clearing out my cousins things too. So many difficult decisions to make. Diaries? Books? I have plenty to remember her by though. Clearing out your mum’s things must have been harder. But I bet there were some exciting finds in there. You got back a part of yourself even though you lost your mum.

  6. A very emotional experience for sure sorting through your mum’s possessions ~ glad to hear there was some laughter in the mix, which is apparent by the goggle face! Sending hugs your way.

  7. Nice to see you in your goggles. I’ll be doing the same in May, since my mum has decided she doesn’t want to go home again. Not as sad of course as your chore.

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