Wordless Wednesday: recording my “out of office” message

Photo: Gray family archive

Hm; think air travel might have changed a little since my in-laws went on their honeymoon 55 years ago. Happy Anniversary for Feb 25th Joy and Roger! Photo: Gray family archive

Today’s the day that the Big T, the boychild and I are off on a little European holiday (with a few days in San Fransisco along the way). For the next three weeks we’ll be making family history stories, rather than documenting them, so I probably won’t be posting much to this blog.

I am still planning to post to ZimmerBitch — as time and internet connectivity allow.

In the meantime, thank you to everyone who visits, comments and follows Shaking the Tree; your support, interest, wisdom,  humour — and fellowship — are a huge part of why I blog.

See you all in a few weeks.

Nga mihi nui (my best wishes)

Su

Six Word Saturday: fifty years since my grandad died

Grandad, with my younger brother Craig. Kirkcaldy, Scotland, c. Mar-Apr 1964. Photo: Leslie family archive.

Grandad, with my younger brother Craig. Kirkcaldy, Scotland, c. Mar-Apr 1964. Photo: Leslie family archive.

On Boxing Day, 1964, my grandfather David Leslie lost his battle with lung cancer. He was part of my life for such a short time, but left me with lots of wonderful memories.

Six word Saturday: the day we went to Rothesay ‘O

 

Class of '63. Children holidaying in Rothesay, Scotland, August 1963. I'm the toddler in white at the front. Photo: Ron Leslie, 1963.

Wanna be in my gang? Children holidaying in Rothesay, Scotland, August 1963. I’m the toddler in white at the front. Photo: Ron Leslie, 1963.

Since talking to my mum about the photo of my toddler self making a bid for freedom in Rothesay, I have been looking for the other photos she reminded me were taken on the same holiday. I found this one.

And in case you’re wondering about the title of the post – it’s from this song:

Wordless Wednesday: the family christening gown

Wordless Wednesday: the family christening gown

I think all the Ramsay babies – at least in my generation – were christened in this gown. Eighteen children – and only two with the Ramsay surname.

Here are some other Wordless Wednesdays I’ve enjoyed:

http://cindi-keller.com/2014/03/19/wordless-wednesday-cousins-1963/

http://genealogylady.net/2014/03/19/wordless-wednesday-story-time/

http://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2014/03/19/wordless-wednesday-93/

http://lanivcox.wordpress.com/2014/03/19/salad-terrace-from-farm-to-fork/

http://lipstickandplaydates.wordpress.com/2014/03/18/wordless-wednesday-91/

http://masteringmotherhood.wordpress.com/2014/03/13/wordless-wednesday-tigger/

http://oneofthosememories.com/2014/03/12/wordless-wednesday-132/

http://sued51too.wordpress.com/2014/03/12/wordless-wednesday-from-the-shoebox/

http://mypeopleinhistory.wordpress.com/2014/03/12/wordless-wednesday-father-daughter-dance/

http://wellerharvey.wordpress.com/2014/03/12/wordless-wednesday-march-12-2014/