The Memory Wanderer: Front Steps at Upanga Road

Sunday, August 4, 2019

Front Steps at Upanga Road

This picture was taken in 1950 at the front of our bungalow in Upanga Road, Dar-es-Salaam. It must have been shortly before we moved to the house at Oyster Bay - see earlier post here.

I am holding my cat, Tinker, and Richard is on the tricycle which, deliberately or otherwise, he rode down the front steps, falling off it at the bottom to cut his forehead, leaving a scar which can still be seen today.

I am wearing what what I probably wore almost every day in the 1950s, khaki shorts and 'tackies', plimsolls, without socks. If I started the day with a shirt I have discarded it.

See post about the Upanga Road bungalow here.

No comments:

Post a Comment

The Memory Wanderer

I'm at the wrong end of the road, a short distance to look forward to and a long way travelled, so I spend more time looking back, enjoying the memories, and less time in anticipation of the way ahead. The road trodden has been a good one, a rich and winding one, over which I hold no regrets. There is much still to do - only the end of the track ahead intimidates.

Time is mine now, so I remember, sometimes deliberately, sitting in the warm sunshine, sometimes because my mind, as if keen to help, suddenly gives me a flash of memory, a vivid picture which, like an exploding rocket, illuminates a moment in life; and then fades.

I have seen its dark side but, in general, the world has been kind to me. I have few regrets, I have many blessings, so these thoughts are offered as a celebration of a fortunate life.