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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 7, 2007 13:37:13 GMT
Fifty or so years ago, we used to go on holiday every year to Scarborough. There was a little woodland walk there, which at night was illuminated by fairy lights, and little models of animals which lit up too. I thought it quite magical, though we didn't have high expectations in those days  Thirty years later, when I was bitten by the gardening bug, I bought a Hypericum. When I brushed against the leaves, the scent from them transported me back to my woodland walk, making it seem like only yesterday it had happened. I realised then that Hypericum must have been planted to line the path, so little else would have survived in the dry soil and deep shade. Firstly, does anyone remember Peasholm Park in the 50s, with its many attractions for children? The miniature battleship battles, the dancing waters, the train and the water chute? And secondly, what plant brings back memories for you? |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2007 13:45:33 GMT
No memories of Peashold Park WT - but a plant which still brings back memories is 'Ladies' Eardrops' - a colloquial term for Fuchsia magellenica. When I was about 6 we lived in West Cork and the laneway from our house had a tall hedge of this fuchsia; we'd hang the buds on our ears, rub them onto our nails as 'nail polish' etc. Nearly forty years later, with my first garden, I find myself planting a lot of the plants I remember from that time ... incidentally WT, you've just reminded me that I have a self-sown Hypericum seedling and the perfect shady spot for it ;D ... cheers ...
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Post by pdblake on Aug 7, 2007 14:23:58 GMT
Don't remember the 50s but I went there a lot in the 70s and 80s. Took my own kids there a couple of years ago.
They still do the battleship renactments now and I'm sure the walk is still there, and the little steam railway though the lake and the little stream were in a bit of a state. Peddled my two eldest around the lake, nearly killed me:)
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Post by snowowl on Aug 7, 2007 15:24:22 GMT
I remember Scarborough well WT it was were i had my first love . The boy was from the same area as me and we went to the same school. I was 14 he was 15 i still thinks of him now after 30 odd years of marrage and 2 children on.Bad me but they say your first love is the one you remember. As for flowers i think pinks are the ones that bring back childhood memories my parents grew them well in the garden of my childhood home and even after i moved out and got married my mum would always bring me a bunch from thier garden.  |
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Post by Shrubrose on Aug 7, 2007 16:10:53 GMT
Hi wt, have never been to Peasholm Park so no memories of this. First flower I can recollect is a pansy. My mother calls them 'hearts ease' and loves their unfailing cheerfulness. She always grew them wherever she lived. And when I see them I think of her.
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Post by bagpuss on Aug 7, 2007 16:34:05 GMT
The Wisteria at Sissinghurst gardens always reminds me of when I was younger. It was the one flower I used to love seeing, and always used to say to my Mum, "look at that Listeria Mum"!!!  Once I got the hang of the name, I've never forgotten it since!! |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2007 16:47:28 GMT
 Primroses they remind me so much of my childhood and playing in the woods and fields. There used to be a place near here that had a fairy glen and it had loads of primroses and other wild flowers, I think someone must've planted it up though because it also had small folk and their toadstool houses.It was on the edge of a wood, near a small stream.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2007 17:53:08 GMT
Sweetpeas. Whenever I smell them I'm transported back to being 5 and walking up to my grandad's veg patch with a pair of scissors to cut some for mama to put in a jam jar on the kitchen table.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2007 18:22:54 GMT
a sea of blue bells.
always reminds me of warm springs and playing near our house in what we imaginatively called "the high woods"
they were woods on top of a hill!!!!!
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Post by nightowl on Aug 8, 2007 10:48:38 GMT
Bluebells for me too. Went back to my childhood stomping ground this spring and nothing has changed with those woods in 30 or 40 years, thank heaven. And it was heaven.......look.....   |
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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 8, 2007 11:07:04 GMT
Thanks for all these replies, I really enjoyed reading them, and the photos were lovely, nightowl. I have one of a bluebell wood, I'll go post it now. This is a garden we visit every year with my wee grandson. I hope bluebells will give him happy memories too.  |
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Post by Biggles on Aug 9, 2007 20:38:04 GMT
Fifty or so years ago, we used to go on holiday every year to Scarborough. There was a little woodland walk there, which at night was illuminated by fairy lights, and little models of animals which lit up too. I thought it quite magical, though we didn't have high expectations in those days Thirty years later, when I was bitten by the gardening bug, I bought a Hypericum. When I brushed against the leaves, the scent from them transported me back to my woodland walk, making it seem like only yesterday it had happened. I realised then that Hypericum must have been planted to line the path, so little else would have survived in the dry soil and deep shade. Firstly, does anyone remember Peasholm Park in the 50s, with its many attractions for children? The miniature battleship battles, the dancing waters, the train and the water chute? And secondly, what plant brings back memories for you? Hello, WT, Yes I remember Peasholm Park- We still visit Scarborough quite often (cause I am not very far away from that area) It is not the same as it used to be--the last time there wasn't the Gun Boat battles, the area seems much more run-down but perhaps it is because we only remember the 'Good days' The Gardens are still well kept and still alot of midges around at dusk. And still lovely woodland walks-- |
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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 9, 2007 22:18:16 GMT
You are right Myacer, it has changed terribly, I went back about 20 years ago, to show my daughter everything I remembered, but it was changed beyond recognition. The North Shore was always so quiet compared to the South show, so I was dismayed to see that they had both become so tacky and noisy and brash. I regretted going back, but I have forgotten that now, and still remember it as it was when I was small.
I'd never go back again, it would be too disappointing.
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Post by JennyWrenn on Aug 10, 2007 6:23:33 GMT
Beautiful bluebell wood NOwl; they are not the Spanish type bluebells are they WT  they look awfully big for English bluebells My childhood flower would be the pink campion and ragged robin - dont see too many of these around now There is a bluebell wood opp my house - here it is  jenny wrenn |
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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 10, 2007 8:28:02 GMT
Spanish Bluebells? I'll have a look next year when I visit. I suppose they could be, as they are in the grounds of a big house, and therefor not a natural bluebell wood. Oh dear  Yours is perfect anyway  |
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Post by nightowl on Aug 10, 2007 9:48:04 GMT
Mine are definitely English JW!!! They have been there for best part of 50 years that I know of, and probly much longer, and those woods are fairly remote from any housing.
I suspect that WT's are Spanish though, as they are in gardens and do look rather large and sturdy.And of course you get natural hybrids now.
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Post by Biggles on Aug 10, 2007 18:34:25 GMT
When you only have a small garden-I found it wasn't worth planting bluebells.As lovely as they are I found they were quite invasive! I planted some (not sure which) and they nearly took over the garden.Perhaps I chose the wrong type to plant. I would much rather see them in the woods and wild. |
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Post by Shrubrose on Aug 10, 2007 20:14:25 GMT
Well, I'm trying to naturalise english blues but my chucks keep digging them up. Bad girls.
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Post by magrich on Aug 18, 2007 18:22:27 GMT
I remembe Peasholme Park from the 50's. i agree it did seem magical.
flowers that bring back memories for me must be bluebells. There was a wood behind our childhood home and we would pick bluebells every year. The smell was wonderful.!!!
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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 18, 2007 18:34:24 GMT
I remembe Peasholme Park from the 50's. i agree it did seem magical. flowers that bring back memories for me must be bluebells. There was a wood behind our childhood home and we would pick bluebells every year. The smell was wonderful.!!! At last! Glad you remember it as I do |
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Post by nightowl on Aug 18, 2007 18:52:35 GMT
Well, I'm trying to naturalise english blues but my chucks keep digging them up. Bad girls. You can plant them pretty deep Shrub, and tread them in hard, they'll come up (in my experience) They will also, as Myacer said, spread everywhere... |
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Post by Shrubrose on Aug 19, 2007 8:45:53 GMT
Thankyou NO for the advice. I have a fair bit of space to fill so they can spread as much as they want for me ;D It'll be a long time before they become a problem. ;D
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Post by nightowl on Aug 19, 2007 11:20:44 GMT
Famous last words Shrubby! ;D ;D
I gave away hundreds from my old garden. That's how I know they can be planted deep, because a lot of the ones I wanted out were so far down I couldn't get them! ;D
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Post by Shrubrose on Aug 19, 2007 11:25:27 GMT
Sounds good to me NO - I'm sure I'll live to regret it as you say. Hope so anyway |
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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 19, 2007 17:47:56 GMT
Thankyou NO for the advice. I have a fair bit of space to fill so they can spread as much as they want for me ;D It'll be a long time before they become a problem. ;D Oh aye???  Lovely though |
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Post by Shrubrose on Aug 19, 2007 18:00:38 GMT
wt have faith. ;D I do have a lot of space to fill and I would gladly welcome anything that tries to help me (for a while anyway ;D)
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Post by seapoppy on Aug 23, 2007 10:47:37 GMT
Well I wrote a poem for my 23 yr old daughter about bluebells, we used to go to a wood when she was tiny and picnic, so bluebells remind me of her.
But I love the scent of sweetpeas in your home after youve picked them.
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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 23, 2007 16:24:50 GMT
Sounds good to me NO - I'm sure I'll live to regret it as you say. Hope so anyway If they spread too much, you can always pick them so that they don't seed. I never think ahead or worry overmuch what "might happen" I spent the first 50 years of my life doing that. And not much of what I worried about ever happened |
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Post by Biggles on Aug 23, 2007 18:12:43 GMT
Sounds good to me NO - I'm sure I'll live to regret it as you say. Hope so anyway If they spread too much, you can always pick them so that they don't seed. I never think ahead or worry overmuch what "might happen" I spent the first 50 years of my life doing that. And not much of what I worried about ever happened WT You have the right attitude-- Definition of a pessimist- "Someone who sees a difficulty in every opportunity and an optimist one who sees an opportunity in every difficulty" I know because My OH is the first one and I am the second one. |
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Post by Weeterrier on Aug 23, 2007 19:15:29 GMT
It's the medication, myacer ;D
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Primroses they remind me so much of my childhood and playing in the woods and fields. There used to be a place near here that had a fairy glen and it had loads of primroses and other wild flowers, I think someone must've planted it up though because it also had small folk and their toadstool houses.It was on the edge of a wood, near a small stream.
