Sleep and time.

[mickcant]

Hi all, :Wave:

Following a dream I had last night and somehow remembered, bought back memories about when I and a mate were on a two week territorial army training camp.

At that time in the early 1960s I started work at 6am which meant getting up by 5am I have always tried my best to be punctual and dislike others being late when anything arranged! :Erm:

Anyhow I somehow lost my watch by the time we arrived at the army depot, I was in a panic! :doh
when I wake I need to know the time he got so fed up with me asking him the time he gave me his watch to use until we went home he never bothered about time and preferred to stay in bed and miss breakfast and me take him a sausage sandwich and wake him then. :yawn:

We stayed good friends and enjoyed family holidays together sadly he died in 2006.
Mick.

[jake]

Sorry to hear your friend has now passed away.

Your friend had the better deal exchanging his watch for breakfast in bed :smile:

[Steve.r]

Nice to think a dream brought you back those nice memories Mick :smile:

[Terpe]

Nice to think a dream brought you back those nice memories Mick :smile:

That's how I see too Mick :xxgrinning--00xx3:

Most of my real good and close friends are either living abroad, or no longer with us.

I consider myself lucky to still be here enjoying life and trying to stay stress-free.

I lost almost all my treasured photographs from way back and am always glad whenever I remember long forgotten memories. However they come into my mind.
I often write them down just so I can recall them again. Funny the silly things we do eh.

[Arthur Little]

:olddude: ... strange how dreams can so easily evoke long-forgotten memories :icon_rolleyes: ... I fairly frequently dream about my parents (sadly, now BOTH deceased) as though they're still alive and how, even many years later, their HUGE influence on my early upbringing still prevails. :smile:

[mickcant]

:olddude: ... strange how dreams can so easily evoke long-forgotten memories :icon_rolleyes: ... I fairly frequently dream about my parents (sadly, now BOTH deceased) as though they're still alive and how, even many years later, their HUGE influence on my early upbringing still prevails. :smile:

I too had a happy childhood that I look back on often :xxgrinning--00xx3:

I am not very religious but have some beliefs or perhaps hopes!

My parents died in 1987 and 1996, but I talk to them in my thoughts every night about family matters and tend to their grave weekly I have much respect for how they struggled in harder times.

My mother's parents died when she was very young, so my parents started married with mums 7 younger sibling with them to prevent the family being split up.

This was in 1928 well before the welfare state helped, then went on and had 8 children of their own.

I write my memories in a folder attached to my family tree and perhaps after I have gone my children will be interested in them, but I write them for me.

Mick. :anerikke: