Happy Memories That Tell A Story

It’s that time of year when spring is just around the corner and that can only mean one thing – tidy up time.

Last weekend the sun was shining and so unfortunately this made the house look a bit grotty and I could see layers of dust that really shouldn’t be there. Because of this I decided that in my house spring had arrived early and it was definitely time to start the cleaning.

It all started off well and I had really good intentions of cleaning from top to toe.   The kitchen was first on the list and that took longer than anticipated, so already I was flagging.   However I persevered and next on the list was clearing out the Utility room. This is one of those rooms in our house that we seem to dump everything and then just pull the door shut.   I hadn’t been working long when I stumbled across a load of cheap books that my mum had given to me. This set me off on a lovely trip down memory lane and that was the end of my cleaning for the day.

My mum was what you would call a book addict and was always at her best when she was reading.   She didn’t really mind what she read it could be anything ranging from fiction books, romance books and she even owned a few cook books.   I’m not sure why she had the cook books, because she never really seemed to be adventurous with her cooking.   Perhaps she just enjoyed looking at all the pictures!

It was funny but I can remember a holiday we went on to Lanzarote. In my cases I had of course packed all I needed for a summer holiday including bikines, towels for the beach and of course sun tan lotion. I was flabbergasted because when mum unpacked her case it was full up with loads of books. Without a lie I think she had nearly a dozen with her. We were only away for a fortnight, so I thought that perhaps she may have packed too many books.   Mind you she had the last laugh as she enjoyed sunbathing around the pool reading her books and she got a fantastic suntan.

Well my spring cleaning didn’t really go as well as I had hoped, but you know what it’s like sometimes you get sidetracked and I must admit when there is cleaning involved, any excuse to stop is always welcome.