Several of my blogging buddies have been rallying around Liz’s post today (here) featuring lots of her yellow favorites. Others have also chimed in with yellow-related memories, and I mentioned the yellow car that CD and I had back in Berlin. Liz asked to see it, so here it is—and here we are, dredged up from the archives of only some 45 (short) years ago!Obviously, I was not the photographer, so I figure I need make no apologies for the quality of the image, but it was a very precious moment in time. And yes, how we loved that car!
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Very quick off the mark Gary thank you.. neat to see ‘Tigger’ so soon!
Thank you for the inspiration, Liz! I wasn’t planning to do a new post today, but I’m quite happy for the sudden distraction from other pressing things, and hey–I’ve been a great fan of spontaneity for as long as I can remember, and it’s fun to be able to take the bait and just dive in and swim for a bit!
What fun to see. Oh, those were the days. I never had a VW Beetle. I think I missed out somewhere or other. :)
I have a photo of myself with the same colour jumper and flared jeans taken in 1978 Scotland, as your shot of CD above. Must have been the colours and fashion.
My first car was a Beetle, which I bought from my high school English teacher, and we’ve owned three. What a great car! And, yes, those WERE the days. I think I really should follow through on my threat with Adrian to start a new category of student-day archival memories. There are so many and they are so dear…And so, with this dramatic foreshadowing that you’ve put out there for us, where is that photo of you from back then?
Too yellowed and blurred to scan, Gary My photos taken in the U.K. and Europe are not only soft in focus, but very dark and mostly yellowed with time, so I threw most of them out only recently. I will have another look when I have time and see it the image I’m talking about is still in my ‘shoebox’.
I moved back to the ‘river’ and ‘Frogs Hollow Nature Reserve’ 2 days ago – more on my nature blog when I’ve finished unpacking (for the 2nd time in 10 days) :D
Back to Frogs Hollow within 10 days? Have you completely re-thought your move and reconsidered? Have you Control-Alt-Deleted your latest life entry?
The rental property turned out to be so cold after the sun went down, I had the wall heater on, my own Nobo panel heater next to my desk and a blanket (or coat) and I was still shivering. The musty smell in the bedrooms, which the property agent said was just the property being empty for several weeks, turned out to be damp (and perhaps even, hidden mould ?, which I’m allergic to). After a couple of days I sensed my heart was very weak and beating irregularly again so, with the ‘hard’ water which tasted terrible, insufficient light to see my keyboard and rusted windows that wouldn’t open properly, I made the obvious decision to get out of there as quickly as possible. Took me a week to organise and re-pack the dozen or so boxes I’d opened. There were half a dozen other serious flaws that weren’t obvious on first view of the property as well. With HCM, intermittent SVT (and even intermittent long QT syndrome in hospital last October), I dare not put my health at even the slightest risk. I was very lucky to have understanding real estate agents in both suburbs and a landlord here who welcomed me back with ‘open arms’.
So you had a CD long before CDs replaced records.
Sure did. I had a fair LP collection back in the US, but in Germany, most of the music then was on cassette tapes and, of course radio. I missed a lot, but I heard a lot too. And that’s when I really started making a lot of music of my own. Ah, they were the best of times…
A love bug! I drove a few but never had one of my own. And there are a couple of nice young pups…and some cute dogs too. 45 years did go fast although it didn’t seem it while living it.
I’m very delighted to report that the pups are still frolicking and playing around and still trying to behave to expectations. The dogs are, of course, long gone, though the one I was holding held on for 15 years and was one of the greatest joys of my life (https://krikitarts.wordpress.com/2014/01/03/flashback-friday-feather-flowers-of-frost/ and https://krikitarts.wordpress.com/2012/02/02/respectful-restorations/).
Wonderful memories, Gary. Our dogs never truly leave us.
I believe that too–and I also believe that they will be waiting for us beyond the end of this road that we’re currently navigating.
Oh I remember this picture from your blog long ago >>> because, as I said then, I had a yellow VW Beetle too, in Kenya! :)
Yes, it’s a wonderful memory to have had an icon in the family!
There’s nothing like that put-put of a VW bug motor…I didn’t own one but a partner from a while back did. It was a 1970-something model, though we were driving in the early 90’s and by then, you could see the pavement wooshing by, right through the hole in the floor… :-) Fun!
They filled many a gap in many a life through the years, and I’ll never forget any of the ones that shared their lives with me.