Since before I was even a twinkle in my father’s eye, there has been a cottage in Ruswarp near Whitby which has held many memories for family and friends of the Oldroyd’s (my maiden name), Cammack’s (my mums maiden name) and many others.
Once I came along, many days were spent in the cottage: sitting on the window seat, fishing in the river, looking at the pots and pans hanging from the ceiling, playing games in the garden and banging heads on the low ceilings of the bedrooms below. These activities were combined with lovely days out in Robin Hood’s Bay, Staithes and Whitby.
Owned by friends of the family, I am lucky that it is still there to make more memories with, this time with a new generation. It’s a happy, relaxing place and Little L and I took a trip there for the night recently to visit Janma and Johndad who were staying for the week. We walked along the pier, ate fish and chips, looked at the big waves, went to see the steam trains and watched the ducks, seals and other wildlife from the warmth of the cottage on the window seat I love so much.My mum and Dad split up when I was four years old, the Broadhead’s had been family friends of theirs for many years and I grew up with their kids M and J. Rodger was given the role of being my godfather and we all spent a lot of time together, particularly in the 80’s. Kind of like my best friends and I now.
I didn’t want this post to be very wordy as I thought I’d let the picture speak for themselves. A select few that my Mum dug out for me from the 1980’s and then some from our visit this month and in April 2015, just before Little L turned 1.
Can’t go to the seaside and not have seafood/fish and chips! I even brought Mr Roversi a dressed crab back….who says I don’t do romance?! 🙂
Finally, we bought a Stickman from one of the lovely little shops in Whitby that also stocks Room on a Broom items and Moomin things! I decided to have a little bit of fun with our Stickman…
Maybe I could do a series on the adventures of Stickman……..