Sunday, 24 March 2013

What she wore...baby style

I thought it would be fun to do some posts of what Hope has worn lately as I love so many if her little outfits.
We start of the dressing phase of the day in the fluffy dressing gown most days.
Today madam chose this little ensemble hhhmm maybe it's high toddler fashion?




Tuesday, 19 March 2013

A grandad up the chimney!!

Well last weeks heritage story is a little late, turns out blogging on and iphone with no access to the things stored on my mac is a pain in the bum!! Anyway I digress... This was 2nd june 1941 during the war in salford- chapel street to be exact. My grandads family were home with his dad known to us as grandad Cooke stood by the fire. They heard the bombs fall and all the noise and commotion that goes with it happening all around them. To me this seems terrifying but my nana and grandad assured me they never felt scared my grandad even recalls standing with his dad and watch the smoke and flames as manchester burnt!! So grandad Cooke is stood by the fire,I picture him as I've alway seen him in a shirt and collar braces and his Albert chain when suddenly the was a huge crash and bang shelves shook dust fell and when everyone looked around grandad Cooke had vanished!! That's right just disappeared! Shouts were heard and then it was realised they were coming from up the chimney...there was grandad Cooke!!!! Turns out a bomb had dropped a street or so away and the pressure of the blast has sucked him up the chimney. Grandad Cooke was promptly rescued and taken to the hospital salford royal. Now it would be assumed that he was safe now and all was over but you would be wrong for as grandad Cooke was taken to a ward there were still bombs dropping all around and one hit the hospital! Twice in one night this man was bombed and yet he walked away totally fine!! We have always told this story with a light heart and smiles of grandad up the chimney however that night at the hospital 14 nurses were killed in the blast. These brave kind women helping others lost their lives that night so at the very least grandad Cooke walking away was a fluke and at the very best he was a lucky lucky man.
I do know of some services for the nurses that have been held and the hospital still stands an impressive old building on the main road it is now apartments.

Images source salford royal trust pct

Wednesday, 6 March 2013

My tiny dancer

Huggables such a musical child. One of my favourite moments was watching singing in the rain and my then 18month old trying to copy gene Kelly. So we called on a dancer friend miss Emma who has become our ballet teacher. Hope adores her and lives getting dressed up in her outfit or little tutu. The lessons are always fun and although she doesn't always do it correctly-well she is only two-she enjoys them,tries so hard and will randomly do the exercises through out the week. That's the ballet....
Now for the ballroom the street dance and any other type. That child of mine will happily shake her thang to single ladies and then (a regular occurance in our house)dance on ice with daddy. They even do the lifts and as mama I do the scores of course so always gets 10, I mean how could something this beautiful and adorable get any less??



Sunday, 3 March 2013

New look fresh start

Well up until recently this blog has been typed on the go on my iPhone. So my apologies for the overall drab appearance. I however am learning more and more about how easy it is to make this reflect us so as soon as the laptops sorted expect more info more colour and more piccies. Also I have a few reviews coming up and some little stories. Keep those peepers peeled x

The tufty club

As a mama to a very independent and stubborn little huggable I know most of us have had that heart stopping moment when your little suddenly lets go of your hand and heads towards the road. Luckily it doesn't happen to often to. With this in mind I thought I'd write about the tufty club! Do you remember it? I bet your patents will. Nana B was saying on Thursday she remembers taking glam-ma to the police station in salford to join it!! There was even a huge floral arrangement on the meadow of tufty!!! For those of you who are a little confused let me explain the tufty club was to teach under gives road saftey, Tufty fluffy tale was a puppet used to relay informative simple safety productions to kiddies in the 1950/60s. somebody somewhere realised that teaming this loveable squirrel with the green cross code and making into a club was a great way to teach the kiddie winks road safety which as more and more cars were appearing on the roads seemed much needed. And there you have it the tufty club. It was very popular and at its peak there were over 25,000 branches and in 1970 it was estimated over two million members!!!
It's a shame nowadays this would all be done on and iPhone or iPad whatever happened to a badge and certificate making a kiddie proud of learning?!