Home sweet Home - Page 4

susie123 · 18-06-2012, 19:58

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Originally Posted by garinda

I stopped living full-time in this area when I was eighteen.

However I always came back every month or so, and this was always coming 'home'. No matter where I was happily living at the time.

I'd get giddy when pulling into Wigan, because we were then in the north, proper.

When I used to travel by train from the south to Accrington it was interesting hear how people's accents changed with each stop as we got further north. I think mine changed with them as well!

garinda · 18-06-2012, 20:00

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Originally Posted by mobertol

I am always ready to go away at the drop of a hat - would never come back if it were up to me.
Have just returned from 10 days in the UK -arrived in the monsoon and had quite a few days that were grey and it doesn't bother me or get me down. Then, when the sun shines, it's the most beautiful place -love the green and the gardens full of flowers. Have come back to 31°C and the relentless sun of Italy. The Brits coming off the plane with me in Milan were delighted -it's great when you're on your hols and have nothing to do but hard to live with every day. (Moan,moan!)
Like Barrie said -my heart lifts a little every time I return to the UK and I am a little sadder every time I leave. Although I've been here 25 years - still don't think of it as home -just somewhere i live.

Some of that's lovely.

Some of it's really quite sad.

I do understand, as we both left here at a similar time, and at a similar age. Though I was only in London, not living in Heidi's Alpine Italian moo-cow farm.

Home is not only where your heart is, but if you have a romantic nature, where those who genetically made us toiled, cried, sweat, laughed, and dreamed.

Just accept it the same way you're bi-lingual, or that you sometimes dream in Italian, or English.

Half your home is in lush Italian pasture land, and half is on cobbles, and wet, moorland sod.

Home is where the heart is.

Thankfully your's is big enough to be in two pieces at the same time.

garinda · 18-06-2012, 20:06

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Originally Posted by susie123

When I used to travel by train from the south to Accrington it was interesting hear how people's accents changed with each stop as we got further north. I think mine changed with them as well!

Yes, me too.

Loved hearing familar accents on the train.

Once chased someone down Piccadilly, after recognising a very local accent.

Turns out they were from Antley, and they eventually calmed down, and even laughed, after being accosted by some nutter.

maxthecollie · 18-06-2012, 20:10

We were in Killin in Scotland in May. Outside a shop a guy approached me and said excuse me are you from Accrington. He recognised my accent.

garinda · 18-06-2012, 20:19

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Originally Posted by maxthecollie

We were in Killin in Scotland in May. Outside a shop a guy approached me and said excuse me are you from Accrington. He recognised my accent.

Yes, it was nice to meet you that day.

Margaret Pilkington · 18-06-2012, 21:39

I thought that there was only me who went round mentally saying goodbye to everything.
Thank you for making me feel like I am not in a club of one G.

garinda · 18-06-2012, 22:22

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Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington

I thought that there was only me who went round mentally saying goodbye to everything.
Thank you for making me feel like I am not in a club of one G.

Nope, you weren't alone.

I said I don't...but I still do, occasionally.

Though the sea's the only one I say farewell aloud to now.

garinda · 18-06-2012, 22:29

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Originally Posted by garinda

Some of that's lovely.

Some of it's really quite sad.

I do understand, as we both left here at a similar time, and at a similar age. Though I was only in London, not living in Heidi's Alpine Italian moo-cow farm.

Home is not only where your heart is, but if you have a romantic nature, where those who genetically made us toiled, cried, sweat, laughed, and dreamed.

Just accept it the same way you're bi-lingual, or that you sometimes dream in Italian, or English.

Half your home is in lush Italian pasture land, and half is on cobbles, and wet, moorland sod.

Home is where the heart is.

Thankfully your's is big enough to be in two pieces at the same time.

I've just thought of a condensed version of all that guff.

Your roots are firmly planted here in Lancashire.

But you grew tall, and your blooms are in Castelverde.

jaysay · 19-06-2012, 09:26

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Originally Posted by maxthecollie

We were in Killin in Scotland in May. Outside a shop a guy approached me and said excuse me are you from Accrington. He recognised my accent.

I was working in Coventry in a WMC in the early 70s when this chap came up to me and said 'tha coms fra lanci dunt thi lad', ya Accrington I said (as that name was on our vans) 'I come from Ossy mi sen'. It turned out that this guy used to sit next to my mother at St Marys in the 30s and he lived on Busk Meadow Street

Margaret Pilkington · 19-06-2012, 11:12

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Originally Posted by garinda

I've just thought of a condensed version of all that guff.

Your roots are firmly planted here in Lancashire.

But you grew tall, and your blooms are in Castelverde.

I like that G...I like it a lot.

Margaret Pilkington · 19-06-2012, 11:15

When talking about accents giving us away.....please read this.

http://www.accringtonweb.com/forum/b...ncidences.html
It says it all.

Wynonie Harris · 19-06-2012, 21:28

Lived away from Accy for 25 years now and I'll probably never live here again. However, Accrington will always be "home" and I'll keep returning here until I make that final visit when they scatter my ashes on the Clayton End (which hopefully won't be for awhile yet!).

mobertol · 20-06-2012, 13:17

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Originally Posted by garinda

I've just thought of a condensed version of all that guff.

Your roots are firmly planted here in Lancashire.

But you grew tall, and your blooms are in Castelverde.

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Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington

I like that G...I like it a lot.

Me too Margaret! Quite poetic - like the Botanical theme -very apt.

annesingleton · 27-06-2012, 19:58

I've just come back today from a week in Malta to celebrate my partner's 60th birthday ( the old git)! We are both so glad to be home in our own surroundings after having a lovely time, but it's true, there really is no place like home!

cashman · 27-06-2012, 21:39

Glad yeh had a good un, Maltas fine wi me, P.S.i used to be 60.