tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post4045071651341268380..comments2023-10-29T13:28:32.744+01:00Comments on Notes From Hallett's Mountain: Here Be Dragonsmeredichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11351910443485308196noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post-29640160245022511012007-08-16T18:54:00.000+00:002007-08-16T18:54:00.000+00:00I agree with HC. Our kids are happiest when they p...I agree with HC. Our kids are happiest when they play with the old fashioned things too: skipping ropes, bikes and imagination!<BR/><BR/>Sorry we didn't make it down as far as Lullworth Cove. We seem to have been rushing from one destination to the next. Need a holiday now.sallywriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13950005738012348313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post-36519039613087293192007-08-10T23:13:00.000+00:002007-08-10T23:13:00.000+00:00great post - and strangely exotic, so far removed ...great post - and strangely exotic, so far removed from everything we take for granted today. fair took me back!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post-62312981438550486942007-08-10T13:08:00.000+00:002007-08-10T13:08:00.000+00:00As I said to you when we last met, our childhood w...As I said to you when we last met, our childhood was so much more fun and adventerous than it is for kids today. They might well have more 'stuff' but they are definitely worse off for it!<BR/>We had a lot less but it seems we were much happier.......more easily pleased and far less demanding maybe? A long discussion to be had but wrong time wrong place!!!<BR/>Back in a week or so.headless chickenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00125415670387276535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post-29789557118350888252007-08-10T11:54:00.000+00:002007-08-10T11:54:00.000+00:00It is funny how we become aware of how unique your...It is funny how we become aware of how unique your part of the world can be. In Michigan, we take for granted we have more fresh water in the Great Lakes than exists anywhere in the world. When the Mackinaw Bridge was built, and we made our first trip over(what was then)the longest bridge in the world, all I could think of is now we miss the ferry ride over to the Upper Penninsula....buffalodickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00663035745368682736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post-21064440693444471932007-08-10T05:34:00.000+00:002007-08-10T05:34:00.000+00:00Its really exciting cycling over the bridge, it ma...Its really exciting cycling over the bridge, it makes you appreciated just how much it moves.<BR/><BR/>I still have our oil lamps and drinking water filter, before we had electricity and piped water. Wonderful memories.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047342243577979820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post-9099007081315050322007-08-10T04:01:00.000+00:002007-08-10T04:01:00.000+00:00Interesting how times has changed before our eyes ...Interesting how times has changed before our eyes and to think it is still changing which leaves me to wonder will I ever really enjoy this new city of mine when it is done (?) <BR/><BR/>It seems in my city that the down-town area grew up over night right behind my back!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13640362402042596214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10748245.post-71105606379365990522007-08-09T17:33:00.000+00:002007-08-09T17:33:00.000+00:00It's your turn to take me back now, Meredic. Pound...It's your turn to take me back now, Meredic. Pounds, shillings and pence, 405 line telly: reminds me of my parents' shop.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com