The Past

The past is a foreign country: they do things differently there.

L. P. Hartley   1895-1972 

Sunday, 19 October 2008

Monochrome Monday - 20th October

Off to the seaside early 1950's complete with bucket and spade and it's me .. places to go and things to do.

Looks like Llandudno in North Wales.

I look like I'm going to cry - and I did hate the curly hair which I spent hours trying to comb straight ..



magiceye said...

so cute.... off on a mission!

Anonymous said...

Wasn't life simple then - but you had to worry about your hair. Me - I was just worried, always have been.

Greyscale Territory said...

Strange how those who have curly hair wan t straight and those with straight (like me) always wish for curly!

Such a cute pic!

Dragonstar said...

Beautiful! Bet your mother loved your hair, even if you didn't.

Carver said...

That is an adorable shot. I love it.

onangelwings said...

Awwww...look at that face. Love those old tin pails that we all got cut on.

Daryl said...

Aw it looks as if you didnt want your photo taken ...


babooshka said...

I have seen many a family portrait like this.

Jonna said...

When I was a kid, I had curly hair too that I tried to straighten! Thanks for sharing such a personal photo.

Catherine said...

That's my favorite for Monochrome today, Petrus!. Really.
It has no time, it could be a today little child .

Liz said...

Wonderful photo! So properly dressed for a seaside visit!

I hated my curly hair too.

Nydia said...

Aaaww... So cute, including the curly hair!!

Kisses from Nydia.

Nik Nak said...

I wouldn’t worry, I think we all got embarrassed about our hair, at some point!
Actually, Petrus, would you mind having a look over my blog, telling me what you think?
It’d be nice to get some feedback from a pub quiz fan.
And I’ll apologise now, if I’ve broken any netiquette, there.

Penguins - move your cursor and take them for a walk !!

Say it as it is ......

Shoot for the moon, even if you miss, you'll land amongst the stars.

Look around !!!

What is this life, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare?

W. H. Davies  1870-1940