It turned out to be a memory provoking experience so many toys and childhood memories. I saw this 3 wheel bike and that reminded me of a story about me when I was very young and dad got me a bike I loved it but Philip once again spoiled my fun. I used to ride it up and down the garden but Philip had to ride it out in the street like he was some kind of motor car racer he was speeding down the road without a care in the world and nearly knocked some lady over with a pram, dad got so annoyed with him that he smashed up my bike and that was it gone. Not fair I know and that’s how I felt. Back to the present, today I see that same sort of bike and the same colour and thought I would post the photo on here. So there’s another memory for the files of Chrissie.
Watch this space more to come.
I am curious ... how do you and Philip get along now?
ReplyDeletePhilip left the UK around about the mid 80's as you will know now as I have posted about him in New Zealand. He did leave home and we sort of grew apart I resented him quite a bit because I was forced out to work and he was allowed to stay in school. Then when he did leave home he could not get up in the morning so was always going sick, and lost his job, he was still a bully in them days and I tried not to cross him I guess you could say I was a little scared of him, but he was still my brother and I know for a fact if Philip had not left the country he would have helped me look after dad.
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