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A photo of the Louisa Street Bombing https://www.liverpoolmuseums.org.uk/stories/familys-blitz-memories-shared-and-displayed  Rachel’s post about gut feelings  held a certain resonance with me today. I wouldn’t be here today, if my Grandmother had not listened to her gut feeling during an air raid over Liverpool in 1940, Nor would another 20 or so members of my family. One gut feeling meant that two dozen others plus would exist. She used to tell a good tale of it.  So did my mother who was a girl of fifteen at the time, But there they were in 1940 running through the Liverpool streets during an air raid. My grandmother, my mother and my uncle Jim who was around ten years old at the time My family had three choices.  They could either go to the public shelter which was furthest away or run to the family shelter in Louisa Street Everton  where my grandmother’s in laws had congregated, their last choose was to make  for the nearby school. The sc...

St Helen's Church, Selston - predates the era of coal by several centuries The small locomotive engine, Number 4, came clanking, stumbling down from Selston with seven full waggons. It appeared round the corner with loud threats of speed, but the colt that it startled from among the gorse, which still flickered indistinctly in the raw afternoon, outdistanced it at a canter. A woman, walking up the railway-line to Underwood, drew back into the hedge, held her basket aside, and watched the footplate of the engine advancing. The trucks thumped heavily past, one by one, with slow inevitable movement, as she stood insignificantly trapped beneath the jolting black waggons and the hedge; then they curved away towards the coppice where the withered oak-leaves dropped noiselessly, while the birds, pulling at the scarlet hips beside the track, made off into the dusk that had already crept into the spinney.  First lines of "Odour of Chrysanthemums"  by D.H.Lawrence (1910) ____...

 My favorites today  A nice shrimp dinner Happy mail A new word search Vaccines  And most importantly, I don’t have to convince of my opinions.  That’s not my job It’s to love you Despite your shortcomings  As I try To the same For myself  Please pray for a dear friend’s husband as they determine the type of cancer and it’s severity. Thank you so much for your prayers.  from R's rue https://ift.tt/3sciGzc