Blog Moved

Anyone dropping in here please go to the updated blog by clicking HERE.

At the moment I'm trying to track down whoever is causing the pop ups in this blog. I'm doing that by removing all of the widgets and add ins and as soon as I discover the one that causes the pop ups I'll publicise it on the web.

As many of the regular visitors to my blog may know, my sister Chris passed on to her eternal reward last week, to the inexpressible grief of all the family. One of my other sister's (Marie) has written a nice tribute to her on what is now our family blog. More tributes and memories of Chris will follow very soon. In the meantime please do visit us by clicking as above or HERE.

Thank you.

Jim

Popups

Just a note to say that if anyone is experiencing unwanted popups (never heard of a wanted one) there's a replica of this blog.

If you'd like to go there clicking HERE will bring you to it.

I'll keep both blogs going until such time as I find out where the popups in this one are coming from and removing the cause.

Meanwhile here's a little slideshow showing Seán my grandson as well as some photos taken locally.




Seán's poor face? I thought you'd be wondering about that. Some weeks ago he fell heavily against the sharp edge of a corner. We thought he was very badly injured but thanks in no small part to being treated quickly and efficiently by my son Jimmy who's a paramedic the injury was kept to an absolute minimum. Seán has a scar as you can see, but it's fading quickly as my daughter, his mother Antoinette, treats it daily.

And this post started as a short one about popups? :-)

Hello again

Hello again!

Where have you been eh? It's been awhile, but at last I feel more up to continuing my blog.

Before continuing with my stories I thought I'd introduce a video clip made at Summerhill, the place where I was born and where much of my old memories are based. The video clip begins at the junction of Summerhill and the North Circular Road.

But this is a Summerhill much changed from the Summerhill of my childhood. It'll be obvious which are the newer parts when you compare the obviously older parts which have hardly changed.

Summerhill in Wintertime....

Liz me cuz in Oz.. see if you can spot where you were born. That part of the street is wider now, but the bus stop is still in the same place, or very close to it's original spot. I can see my old school... the house where the old dinner house was is still there too. A close look will show the new houses going down in a slope where the old 27 Steps used to be. And how the junction of Summerhill and Gardiner Street has changed.

Back soon with a yarn or two......