Friday, 15 July 2011
Here is my first blog for the Going Postal themed blogposts hosted by Julie Kirk which I talked about yesterday. I am a hoarder, as I have said before, not because I am a bad declutterer but I love memories. What better way is there to cheer yourself up with some old memories which warm your heart and soul with a golden glow of times gone by? Well I have a special box of these, it contains all the letters I have ever had from my friends and family. When I feel sad or lonely I get them out to read about the happy times I have had.
The letters smell old and some are fading but what's inside them is alive and vibrant. Just sifting through them I can see some of the stories I will read, stories of being a young nurse in London, clubs and parties we went to , bad TV we watched, bad TV my sister watched and told me in full detail just in case I'd been on the wrong shift and missed it. Words from proud grandparents wanting to tell you about their flower exhibit at church or latest gossip. Letters from home and abroad.
Looking through for this post, it made me smile to see that back way back when postage had been 13 pence! Now that was a while back. I dread to think how much it costs now. The addresses also tell me the different places I lived while a student. Initially I lived at Mile End nursing home, then we were moved up to the main Whitechapel nursing home ''The Luckes''. After the first year, I then moved to the modern flats in John Harrison House and had 2 different rooms there..............they were plush compared to the rest. I have to say that none of these building exist anymore apparently as they were demolished to make way for more modern hospital building at The London.
My letters help me to place events into perspective and as I never kept a diary they will aid my scrapbooking of my days as a student nurse next to my memories of specific events.