Once we were settled in our new location, I went straight into Walton Junior School which was about a 15 minute walk for me.
Walton Junior School 1955 – Age 8-1/2
The first thing every morning we would go into the assembly hall and line up in our designated areas (younger ones at the front). There would then be prayers and a hymn followed by any announcements. We would then leave in a particular order and make our way to our respective classrooms. On Fridays, we also went into the assembly hall in the afternoon when there would be prayers, a hymn (“The Day Thou Gavest Lord Is Ended” or “Now The Day Is Over), and finally we would be wished a safe and happy weekend. We then made our way in an orderly fashion to the doors. Once through those doors ………………………….!
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Once when I was sitting on my own at the edge of the school playground, I watched a large bumble bee as it landed on my bare knee (I wore short trousers to school). I cannot recall any feelings of concern, but just that I did not want to disturb “him”, so I just watched. After a few minutes, “he” flew off and left some pollen on my knee. I was really impressed that “he” gave me some of “his” pollen, which is no doubt why that incident is still very clear in my memory.
Weren’t you the mischievous little imp of a lad? I can just see one dimple of the right cheek (I think). And I can imagine you having a grinning good time for the camera.
Now about, “who would name a dog Colin?” I have a close and dear blogging friend who just happens to be British and her blog is called “The Roja Diaries.” She and her husband Pete are both artists and live in Spain. They adopted a rescue dog and Lottie named the new dog Colin Snout. But he goes by Colin. I’ve included a link to one of her posts where she writes about Colin.
http://lottienevin.com/2014/05/29/un-paseo-con-colin/
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An interesting Blog. Never heard of a dog called Colin before, and in Spain????? I would have expected Manuel or Toro or some such name…… but Colin????? 🙂
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Lottie chose Colin since she is English but happens to live in Spain. 🙂
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Ugh, that is what happens when I try to multi-task first thing in the morning without coffee. Scratch both my earlier comments, except the part about the adorable lad, part. That part, I got right! [wink]
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Gaw! I mean Ray. Sheesh, sorry.
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Sorry you should be as you were right the first time. Who would call a dog Colin???
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You were quite the adorable lad, weren’t you, Colin? 🙂
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What do you mean “were”??????? I was often referred to as “a lovely little lad.”
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LOL
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What a cute little boy. I always love how reverent children perceive their surrounding. The experience with the bumble bee is so sweet.
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Thank you. 🙂
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🙂
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I like bees, and if Hubby or I find one ‘tired’ on the pathway, we will try and find a leaf or stick to carry it to a flower.
Bees fascinate me, and I remember seeing a programme showing the bee dance to indicate the direction of the food supply.
I rescued one from the confectionery storeroom where I used to work in the 80s. It was a big fat bumbler, and I fed it sugar water.
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Yes, bees are nice! I have never felt threatened by a bee, in contrast to wasps who always seem to have a bad “attitude”!
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Oh, wasps hate me, I sat on one of their friends once and they continue to bomb me on sight some 54 years later! I’ve been stung on the neck (dropped out of the air conditioning unit in the office), put my hand on one as it was admiring the country view from our front fence, and got stung on the back when one decided it was going to do the driving on my way to an aerobics class!
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Yup ………. classic bad attitudes!
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The narration is lovely!
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and so is your childhood picture, Colin 😀
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Again……… thank you! 🙂 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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Ooh.. seems that it was a friendly bumblebee! 🙂
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Of course it was because it was not threatened. I believe that (unlike a wasp) when a bee stings and flies away, the separation of the sting from its body will kill it. i.e. It will only sting as a last resort because it is a suicide function. Motto: Never give the bee any reason to think that it is being threatened and both you, and the bee, will be much happier as a result! 🙂
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Hahaha sure! I’ll keep that in mind the next time I see a wasp or a bee! Yikes! XDXD (I’ll run away on seeing either one)
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But you don’t need to if its a bee. Just stay calm and watch it doing its thing! 🙂
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Okay, I’ll try to! 😛
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