It's Friday so today I'm joining up with the wonderful group over at Love Made My Home for another Five on Friday. It's a great place to join in Five on Friday.
Mum booked our holiday this week. We're off to Devon! I'm never been that way before and am looking forward to it. As she has booked our holiday I have now booked my trip home. I'll be leaving Jul 22 and getting back Sept 9th. I'll be there to help celebrate Mum's 80th birthday!
I've been thinking about what to post this week - perhaps thinking a little too much! Anyway, trip planning has got me thinking of home and, in truth, making me a little homesick so I'm going to post some pictures of home.
When I was growing up the waterfront at Ipswich was in decline. Once the factories and industry closed down there were just burned out buildings, buildings that were falling down and the whole place was filthy. I grew up in Stoke Park so walking into town we walked past the waterfront. I spent a little time when I was a teen at a snooker club down there. Now it's really pretty, a lovely place to take a walk on a sunny day.
Ipswich Martyrs Memorial
The Ipswich Martyrs were nine people burnt at the stake for their Protestant beliefs around 1515-1558. The executions were mainly carried out in the centre of Ipswich
on The Cornhill, the square in front of Ipswich Town Hall. At that time
the remains of the medieval church of St Mildred were used for the
town's Moot Hall. Later, in 1644 Widow Lackland was executed on the same
site on the orders of Matthew Hopkins the notorious Witchfinder General. I find the whole Witchfinder General thing fascinating which probably explains why I kinda like this memorial.
It's in Christchurch Park which was mentioned in last week's post.
There isn't a lot of it left now. I hadn't seen it for years but I knew I had visited it once-upon-a-time so while Mum and I were out for a walk we went looking for it. It was once a Dominican Friary founded in 1263 and dissolved in 1583. Definitely a hidden gem!
This is the centre of Ipswich. When I was a kid the Post Office was there. I remember spending good times hanging around with my friends and (when I was older) visiting the pub. This is all going to change soon as they are planning to revitalise it.
Looking out of my Mum's kitchen window she has the most glorious sunsets. They are so beautiful and colourful.
Technically, I guess it will be six because mostly I miss Mum. I can't wait to see her again. We visit each week, once by phone and once by Skype, but it isn't the same. We have virtual hugs but not real ones. It's especially hard this weekend as it is Mother's Day here in America. I am counting the days until I see her again and we have another adventure.