tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4847913448724143443.post1393503051730739448..comments2024-03-22T22:36:16.889+00:00Comments on MILD & MELLOW MELANCHOLY MUSINGS...: PAST IMPERFECT, BUT WELCOME NONETHELESS...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4847913448724143443.post-76505497397600991872015-02-17T22:41:23.441+00:002015-02-17T22:41:23.441+00:00Great reminiscence, DD. Actually, that sort of thi...Great reminiscence, DD. Actually, that sort of thing happens to me quite a lot. It's surprising just what can trigger a memory of an earlier time that one had almost unwittingly forgotten until being reminded of it. Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4847913448724143443.post-8386447660356484912015-02-17T21:55:40.411+00:002015-02-17T21:55:40.411+00:00When I was very young, my pals and I would be out ...When I was very young, my pals and I would be out in the street most evenings messing about, and the same people would walk past every night: the huge man smoking a pipe who walked past studiously ignoring us, the man in the overalls parking his van, the loony from the top close, and also a couple maybe in their 60s or 70s walking a white scottie dog, both white-haired and wearing glasses, the man always wore a red jacket, and they both strolled along smiling contentedly. I never knew their name or spoke to them other than a 'hello' as they passed. I suppose they must eventually have passed away, and I grew up, moved and forgot all about them.<br /><br />Recently though, I was in the area where I grew up and saw a man walking along in a red jacket with a white scottie dog- different man, different dog, but the sight threw me back in time for a moment and just for a second I felt I was back in a warm summer evening in the early 80s, watching as the old couple walked past with their dog, I could almost feel the man's warm smile and the way his wife and always looked so happy. I actually felt a bit bad that I'd forgotten about the old couple for all those years. <br /><br />As I say, I never knew their name or exactly where they lived- I assume they've both passed away now- but their evening strolls with their wee dog are as much a part of the scenery of my childhood as the street itself was. I hope the old couple (and their wee dog) were as happy and content as they always appeared to be.Dave Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10562199843047738071noreply@blogger.com