Sunday

Good morning, everyone.

 I'm having a peaceful weekend here at my Dad's. 

Several years ago, Mum wrote several 'chapters' on what life was like for her as a child which we in the family greatly enjoyed.
Then Dad wrote an article for the local garden and allotment association newsletter about his childhood experiences learning to produce fruit and veg under the guidance of his grandad.  That was also of great interest and, I gather, well received.

Recently, Dad collected these together and added to them to create a 'family book' about the background to our family and about their life and times.  He's almost finished it now (it's not proper book length) and has asked me to proof read it through.

So that's what I've been doing this weekend.  It's harder than it sounds; I am finding it all so interesting that I keep forgetting I need to be editing it!  I don't think I'm just saying it because it's Mum and Dad's work but I've always enjoyed reading social history and this is absolutely fascinating, all about people I remember with affection.
It's a coincidence that I've just finished Flora Thompson's Lark Rise to Candleford trilogy and have just downloaded  Still Glides the Stream which re a similar genre. 
So at the moment I'm soaking happily in social history and loving it!

I'm hoping I will get it finished for Dad this weekend although he has thought of things that he wants to add.  I suppose it's like that when it is so personal.

So that's me today.  xx