Tuesday 18 August 2020
Monday 17 August 2020
The long summer of home living
 |
| Breakfast for a late-night football game crew |
 |
| Holly imagines leaping, tiger-like |
 |
| The many faces of Fifa one evening - Aiden and Dylan in action together - Daisy mournfully excluded |
Saturday 1 August 2020
Lockdown lazybones and the departing
In the brief window before Hong Kong's latest spike, Aiden's mates came round for a sleep-over. Piles of bodies strewn about. Holly fast asleep on the tiny space where the spiral stairs go up.
If there has been one tiny upside amidst all the viral pandemonium, it has been getting to see Dylan, Courtney and Jordan - though I'm sure the interruption to their lives has been a massive drag for them. Jordan's T-Shirt is quite funny, she's so cool. She left last night to fly back to SA (via Doha); Courtney leaves tonight to go back to London, and Dylan next week.
If there has been one tiny upside amidst all the viral pandemonium, it has been getting to see Dylan, Courtney and Jordan - though I'm sure the interruption to their lives has been a massive drag for them. Jordan's T-Shirt is quite funny, she's so cool. She left last night to fly back to SA (via Doha); Courtney leaves tonight to go back to London, and Dylan next week.
Your great+ grandfathers
Was looking through some old photos and found this, which is a photo of your great grandfathers (all George McGillivrays, so we don't have to bother getting names right - at last I work out why this might be a good idea ;-)
Standing on the left, Grandpa George's father, born in Alice in the Eastern Cape in 1895, standing next to him your great great grandfather, born in 1860, and sitting down your great great great grandfather, born in 1831. It's pretty cool.
I remember my grandfather pretty well, he was big and gruff and pretty intimidating - but at that stage I was the last in a very long line of grandchildren, my dad being the youngest in his family - so he'd probably run out of the little patience that he had with wild children.
I can remember his house in Alice a bit. We called him Grandpa Train (if everyone is George then alternatives have to be found) because there was a railway line passing the bottom of the garden and seeing the steam train come puffing past was a considerable delight. I went with Grandpa George to visit Alice a month before we moved to Hong Kong, a sort of farewell tour. I remember going to find the house, which was called Tozama - and being delighted to find it still standing, and remarkably with the sign still on the gate. The next time I went back, maybe a couple of years back, on the way to Kenton, the house was gone.
Standing on the left, Grandpa George's father, born in Alice in the Eastern Cape in 1895, standing next to him your great great grandfather, born in 1860, and sitting down your great great great grandfather, born in 1831. It's pretty cool.
I remember my grandfather pretty well, he was big and gruff and pretty intimidating - but at that stage I was the last in a very long line of grandchildren, my dad being the youngest in his family - so he'd probably run out of the little patience that he had with wild children.
I can remember his house in Alice a bit. We called him Grandpa Train (if everyone is George then alternatives have to be found) because there was a railway line passing the bottom of the garden and seeing the steam train come puffing past was a considerable delight. I went with Grandpa George to visit Alice a month before we moved to Hong Kong, a sort of farewell tour. I remember going to find the house, which was called Tozama - and being delighted to find it still standing, and remarkably with the sign still on the gate. The next time I went back, maybe a couple of years back, on the way to Kenton, the house was gone.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)