My very wordy, heavily researched posts are on the back burner at the moment I’m afraid, but a quick scan of this photograph has given me a great opportunity to write a short and snappy post explaining why. My poor mum had a fall last week, and on top of all her other health issues, it has made life very difficult for her. I’m doing my best to look after her on my own as it seems the resources are no longer there to get help from elsewhere – Eventually, perhaps, but we’ll have to be patient. Will soldier on in the meantime.

This is my favourite picture of my mum and dad, taken in the mid 1950s in Trafalgar Square (didn’t they always look so smart in those days). I think many of my peers will also have a similar picture of their parents from that era. I know Mr Medd from Are We There Yet? does, as he shared it with us recently (click on link for the post).
So that’s the visual, but what would they have been listening to around that time? I still have their old 78s in my collection and the one that always brings a tear to my eye is this one, Jimmy Unknown by Doris Day – My dad was indeed a “Jimmy” and was one of life’s unsung heroes who always led by example, doing lots of great work for his community. At the time of this picture he was general foreman, and my mum the boss’s secretary, at the local building firm which seemed to soak up all the school leavers back in the day. Long gone now of course, but many happy years were spent there for both of them.
Sorry I’ve been absent from the comments boxes of the blogs I usually have time to visit, but will have to curb my blogging activities for a while I’m afraid – Hopefully you will all understand.
Until next time….
Jimmy Unknown Lyrics
(Song by Ruth Roberts/Bill Katz)
Who will be my Jimmy Unknown?
Someone to love me and call me his own
Over the mountain
Over the sea
Somewhere my Jimmy is waiting for me
Will he be handsome? Will he be strong?
Lifting my heart like a beautiful song
Over the mountain
Over the sea
Somewhere my Jimmy is waiting for me
The day I surrendered
My lips to his charms
My secret of love
Will be lost in his arms
Who will be my Jimmy Unknown?
Someone who never would leave me alone
Over the mountain
Over the sea
Somewhere my Jimmy is waiting for me
Trafalgar Square and Doris Day: it doesn’t get much better than this.
With best wishes to you and your family (esp. your mum) from all at Medd Towers.
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I promised I would share my Trafalgar Square picture at some point – Shame that it’s down to the circumstances though.
Thanks for the best wishes.
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My best wishes to your mother.
Neil
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Thanks Neil – I’m going to show her this post and she’ll be amazed that she’s getting best wishes from a chap in Philadelphia – Couldn’t have anticipated the power of the internet back in the 1950s!
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Sorry to hear about your mum. Hope things soon get better for you and yours.
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Thanks very much Lynchie. I’ll tell her that you’re from Aberdeen as she still regards that neck of the woods as “home”.
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Hope your mum is on the mend Alyson
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A bad fall so her days of walking into town might be over, but hopefully not. Thanks.
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A lovely photo. Yes, didn’t people look dapper in those days?
Thinking of you.
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Thanks C. They certainly did look dapper didn’t they. Those waspie waist dirndl skirts very Grace Kelly.
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Continued best wishes, Alyson. After my dad’s fall last Christmas, I can imagine how you’re feeling.
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Thanks – I remember about that. Hope he’s still doing fine. As of today my mum is now in hospital – she’s been trying to get about for a week with a fractured pelvis!
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