Your parents courtship

Sook lassie don't blow 😱😰

My parents met aged 17 when my Dad wolf-whistled my Mum and she fell off her bike. They got married in May 1940 and Dad's call-up papers arrived while they were on their honeymoon. I was born in October 1945, their only child.

They were very affectionate and fun, I had a great childhood. Dad died in 1993; Mum used to walk to the hospital (about a mile away) twice a day to take him some decent food. She died in 2004, sadly with dementia. Her last words to me - the first lucid thing she'd said for a long time - were "I'll soon be in heaven with my darling Harry".

Welcome.

Ah thanks MissA i love flowers 🌺

Yes, your parents had you.
Now there's a real silverlining, in more ways than one.

There’s always a silverlining MissA

Oh, you're welcome, escaped.
I'm just a nosy crab.

It must be sad having nothing amusing or romantic to recount.
I am sorry.

It sort of reminds me of "her upstairs".

Went down the aisle pregnant, with a black eye... he used to knocker and the children about.

Sorry state of affairs, but we barely speak these days, so I don't feel so responsible for her.

I think it's one of the loveliest threads for a while on GN. The people, the places, the jobs, the dreams! Thank you MissAdventure.

Yes it is Kate

Ditto silverlining. This is a lovely thread though.

Pillpopper

I'm not sure about true love being more true in those days MissAdventure.
Mum met father at a mutual friend's house, married and had a honeymoon baby. Then his extra marital affairs began, all through their marriage until Mum died aged fifty eight.

Yes, thats true of a lot of romances, then, I reckon.
What a pity for the women, back then.

My parents marriage was one made in hell.
Worst mistake mum ever made.
Sad really.

MissAdventure

I've been too sensible.
That's my problem.

I remember an uncle (aunt's husband) saying to me when I got engaged to DH "I thought you were so flighty you'd never settle down"!
I was all of 21 then 😁

I'm not sure about true love being more true in those days MissAdventure.
Mum met father at a mutual friend's house, married and had a honeymoon baby. Then his extra marital affairs began, all through their marriage until Mum died aged fifty eight.

MissAdventure

Oh thanks.
A photo!!

Both looking very glamorous, your mum, what a great figure!!

Unfortunately a figure not inherited by yours truly 😂.

Dad had plenty of demob fags and mum had been dumped at cinema.

Not a match made in heaven
5 years in between accidental babies ,

I've been too sensible.
That's my problem.

So did I 😁

Just think, we have all the warnings to ensure we know someone properly, and yet parents often took a giant leap of faith to follow their hearts.

There are some lovely stories on this thread.

stella1949 I hope they were safe in Plymouth; my MIL and in fact my DH remember the bombings.

Mum's father was a bo'sun on board a cable-laying ship, going between England and Canada to lay and repair the telephone cables. He lived in Canada, but if the ship was going to stay in England for any amount of time, my grandmother and their two daughters would come over to Plymouth and the girls would go to school there. And that is where Mum and Dad met, at school.

In the 30's, Grandfather quit the cable ships and they all went back to Canada, permanently. Mum and Dad then became penfriends for several years.

In 1939 when war was announced, Dad wrote " There is going to be a war. If you will marry me, please come as soon as possible". That letter was carried on the very first air postal delivery service - I still have the commemorative envelope with the letter inside.

And yes , reader, she did marry him. Caught the first ship out of Halifax, Nova Scotia and sailed to Liverpool. Caught the train to Plymouth and they were married a month later, in October 1939. Totally devoted to each other for 60 years.

Oh thanks.
A photo!!

Both looking very glamorous, your mum, what a great figure!!

My parents met on a walking holiday in the Peak District in 1937. Holiday Fellowship I think. Mum was 27 Dad was 21. She worked for Chase Manhattan Bank in London, he for an insurance company. My paternal grandfather was concerned about the age gap but they eventually married, with his blessing, in early 1941 by which time Dad was in the Army. She wore a green tweed suit, he his uniform. He was posted 4 weeks after the wedding and didn’t return home until April 1946. A long time! After a full term still birth in ‘47 I arrived the following year the much wanted and sadly, only child. They remained devoted to each other for 56 years until Mum died in 1997. He did his best but was a lost soul without her and died 4 years later.

I wonder how many years of marriage are in this thread?

As to the speed people married my lovely lady, Connie, told me "Well if you wanted sex, you had to!"

Connie was a resident in a home I worked in.