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Post by Bara on Aug 15, 2014 8:50:44 GMT -5
GN :
There's a lady who is writing a book about Africa in the 60's and she found my mum and dad and has asked permission to include them. Of course!
BN :
I tripped over Lexie and hurt my arm. Just been to the doc and apparently it's fractured. Arm, not doc.
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Post by ZenRider on Aug 15, 2014 10:30:34 GMT -5
Awww man, that sucks. Get better quick.
Did your telescope arrive?
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Post by Bara on Aug 15, 2014 10:35:50 GMT -5
Nah. There's a new one on it's way. Lost in transit ... telescope, not arm. Perhaps by then, arm will be fixed to assemble it.
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Post by Goalie on Aug 16, 2014 6:41:12 GMT -5
ouch Bara. I hope your arm heals fast.
How cool that your parents are going to be in a book.
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Post by Truth on Aug 19, 2014 12:53:44 GMT -5
Bara, That's great news about your parents. Did she say how much/what part of their lives she's going to include? Will you get to see it before publication? Edit for accuracy??
Sorry about your arm. Where did you break it? Last year I broke my arm at the elbow. Broke the top off one bone and displaced the other. Now have an arm not quite as long as the other. grrrrrrr
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Post by Truth on Aug 19, 2014 12:54:56 GMT -5
Bara, That's great news about your parents. Did she say how much/what part of their lives she's going to include? Will you get to see it before publication? Edit for accuracy??
Sorry about your arm. Where did you break it? Last year I broke my arm at the elbow. Broke the top off one bone and displaced the other. Now have an arm not quite as long as the other. grrrrrrr
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Post by Bara on Aug 20, 2014 9:26:08 GMT -5
Hi, Truth-just a couple of paras :
1) In a chapter on arriving in NR:
Children often laid down memories of what may seem like trivial details of arriving, but they are things that bring home the reality of the small person wondering at the big country. Barbara Jacobs came from Glasgow when she was nine and is insistent that her memory of that momentous event is intact:
I remember a long layover in Madeira. It was 1961 and in those days, planes had to stop over to refuel. We stopped in Madeira – for 5 hours. I remember that they opened the gift shop for us, and my parents bought me a Spanish doll. Then I remember sleeping on the hard benches, head cradled in my mother’s lap, my precious Senorita cuddled in my lap... I remember arriving in Africa. I remember stepping off the plane into that – hot Africa. Next came a long car journey. My parents, my brother and me, all the way from the Copperbelt to the Southern province. We were bound for a mission station, 7 miles outside Chisikesi, which is 20 miles outside Monze, which is the arse end of nowhere, beyond Mazabuka.
And there, I spent the happiest years of my life. And I do - I do remember that car journey, when I was 9, after a 24 hour flight and a gawd knows how long drive. But I do. I can remember dozing in and out. I can clearly, DISTINCTLY, remember the clear African night sky through the back window of the car. I can clearly remember that huge moon and cuddling Senorita . I can remember my big brother softly, but insistently kicking my ankle ...’Wake UP, Kid!’
2) In a chapter on memories and souvenirs:
My father designed and produced not only the stained glass windows in Lusaka Cathedral, but a host of other stained glass windows, murals and portraits. In fact the official portrait of KK in State House was painted and presented by Dad. His name is Patrick Tuohy.
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Post by Bara on Aug 20, 2014 9:29:22 GMT -5
p.s.- The doll was called Conchita!
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Post by ZenRider on Aug 20, 2014 12:19:06 GMT -5
 You're the coolest Bara. |
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Post by Goalie on Aug 21, 2014 7:27:28 GMT -5
I agree
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Post by Bara on Aug 24, 2014 3:24:04 GMT -5
ALL Ex-Racers are the coolest! Everyone has a story. I remember, Goalie, seeing pictures of your grandparents and hearing their story.
Does anyone remember the thread we once ran with pictures of 'Baby Riders'? You were supposed to guess who was whom. I was a dead give-away. The only child in jodhs and a hard hat amongst all the baby cowgirls!
Ouch, Truth! Just my wrist - so nowhere near as bad as yours. But it HURTS!
New telescope is here, Zen, but courier left it in the shed and I can't lift it at the moment. I'll ambush the postman. Where's Lisa when you need her?
Ne-er mind, I wouldn't be able to put it together as yet. There'll be other moons ...
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Post by ZenRider on Aug 24, 2014 11:59:14 GMT -5
Well, you have until September 8th to get it together for the last of the Super Moons. Well, this year anyway. Next years is September 27th. |
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You're the coolest Bara.