For bonus points, see if you can spot the celebrity.
For bonus points, see if you can spot the celebrity.
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Certainly there are lots of things in life that money won’t buy, but have you ever tried to buy them without money?
—Ogden Nash
Employment applications always ask whom to call in case of an emergency. I always say ‘an ambulance.’
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
I enjoyed these pictures (some of which I remember doing). Thanks for sharing.
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I love these pictures. Is that A.A. Milne’s son Christopher Robin with the original Winnie the Pooh? 🙂 — Suzanne
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Suzanne wins the bonus points!
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Reblogged this on Musings on Life & Experience and commented:
Great collection. I love these old pictures.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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That’s quite a collection. I think if you updated it for today, you would have only one picture. A kid, obliviously walking into traffic wearing ear buds, and staring intently at a smart phone.
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I live in a college town, and it’s gotten to the point where if I see a couple of students walking along together and talking to each other, I experience a frisson of nostalgia.
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Is that Winston Churchill smoking a cigarette? What fun these old pictures conjure up.
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I have no idea who the kid with the cigarette is! Not even sure where I got the picture. I’m really good at collecting interesting photographs and filing them away for future use, but not so good at remembering where I saw them originally. 🙂
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It also reminded me of Truman Capote. Guess I’ll have to do some research.
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Loved this!
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Reblogged this on Two on a Rant and commented:
Loved this!
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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my pleasure. 🙂
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog and commented:
Those were the days ❤️
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Thanks Chris. 🙂
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Welcome, BlueBird 😀
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Ah, memories, memories!
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These are lovely photos making me feel all nostalgic for a time when I doubt I was even alive or at least just alive. I wonder if 50 odd years someone will post pictures of a load of kids staring at their mobile phones and someone will write… There are lovely photos making me feel…. Didn’t spot the celebrity unless it’s the photo of the 2 kids with colanders on their heads and sunglasses, in which case they grew up to become the Buggles (you know… Video Killed the Radio Star!)
Did I win?
Didn’t think so!
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The celebrity is Christopher Robin Milne — second photograph from the bottom. I have no idea who the kids with the goggles and colanders are!
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Wow. Thanks for that… I never would have guessed Christopher Robin… and Winney the Pooh? Cute photo too!
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I love these pictures and I love your blog, Bluebird. You are the awesome-est!
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Awww, thanks Lynda. ♥️
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So, great assortment of pictures! The 3rd from the top? I had one of those. Does this mean I’m officially old? Cheers,H
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I knew it was What’s-his-name and Winnie the Pooh. 🙂
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Ah, yes, Playing in mud, swinging high on a swing (and jumping off at its height). I bet a lot of these things would not be allowed now, either by the Health and Safety police, or over-protective parents.
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No kidding. Some schools have even resorted to removing the swing sets from their playgrounds, since (according to them) swings are responsible for the highest number of injuries on the playground. Of course, once the swings are gone, another piece of playground equipment will become the most hazardous, and it will be removed, making another piece the most hazardous… and so on until the playground is nothing but an empty yard, presumably surrounded by a six-foot chain link fence topped with razor wire to prevent anything or anyone dangerous from getting near the fragile, fearful, helpless children. Won’t that be fun?
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Notice the wooden plank seats. Nowadays all swings have those hot rubber seats that supposedly prevent jumping out. Our swing set seats were worn smooth from thousands of little behinds. You felt like you could fly when you slipped off at the peak after “pumping” as hard as you could. At Scout camp we made real swings. Ropes tied high up in giant live oaks and pines. So much fun, so many bruises 🙂
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Those sling seats might have made bailing out more difficult, but they didn’t prevent us from swinging standing up, which was also a lot of fun and probably illegal today.
The swing set in our yard when I was growing up had hard plastic seats, perfect for bailing out. To us, that was the whole point of getting up so high in the first place — to be able to enjoy that sensation of flight.
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