Well quite a lot of things have happened this summer,we have celebrated Mum's 90th year,my daughters 40th birthday and my grandson has introduced me to "Despicable me" films!
At my daughters birthday party I met some of her teaching friends, an amazing lot of dedicated people who try to educate children here in Cornwall.
I think I am a bit of an embarrassment to my daughter as I cling to my "Hippie origins".I was observed flitting about with a continuously refilled glass of Cava!
All parents of course are slightly disconcerting for their offspring especially when they can't slot them into the accepted roll. However I feel now at that I am comfortable in my own skin!
The lady above epitomises many women of my generation,isn't she great?
I was really only a weekend hippie and therefor not quite pukka!
The summer days had the scent of grass in both senses of the word!
I would love to have been a leggy blond like Patti but I had to be satisfied with being a very tiny one!
I loved William Morris and still do!
For he on honeydew has fed,
and drunk the milk of paradise!
I learnt to meditate and tried to find that inner peace that so eluded me!
Thought maybe Che was the answer to injustice and poverty.
Loved round glasses
Feeling free!
Put flowers in my hair and talked about ,love ,peace and how our parents had messed up the world!
Loved thin ,intellectual men carrying poetry books,always a danger sign I now realise !!
I still live in hope!
Anyway I know a lot of people say that the times were indulgent,dangerous and irresponsible but I still hope I retain a lot of the liberal mindedness and hope that so many of us felt. Nothing is perfect,drug use backfired and a hippy who was hit over the head by the law sometimes became a Yippie. I hope to have learnt as I have travelled through life and I think that I would rather not look like this now!
They are gorgeous though!?
Every summer should be a summer of love and every day a day of hope and discovery!
