24 October 2008
Those were the days ... 1966
Third from the left is my father. Last weekend the Northampton Chronicle & Echo (or maybe it's only the Northampton Chronicle now, I'm not sure) printed a number of photographs from their archives asking people to write in if they knew the names of any of the gentlemen at the 1966 Institute of Bankers Dinner. Two of my aunts phoned Mum to tell her the photo was in the paper and one of them had already written to the editor telling them about Dad.
Last evening I emailed the newspaper asking if they would send me a copy and when I switched on my computer this morning they had already sent me the photo. In 1966 I was 16 and he was 46 (only 12 years older than Han is now which is a scary thought). His first coronary was 6 years earlier and his second, the fatal one, was 7 years after this photo was taken. I have to say that for me, the 12 months following my 53rd birthday were weirdly uncomfortable and I felt a great relief when I got to 54.
This isn't a sympathy vote post, I just wanted to share the photo with you. Thirty-five years on of course we miss him, and Hannah never knew him at all, but the raw soreness has gone and that was another lifetime. We still remember that 16 October marks his birthday, 31 March Mum and Dad's wedding anniversary (and Pauley's and mine), and 12 November will always be a day of quiet thoughtfulness for Mum and me.
I'm so glad the paper printed that photo now. It's given us a chance to remember the prudent banker as opposed to the family man. I wonder how he would have reacted to all the problems the banks are facing today. As, I believe, the youngest manager of Martins Bank, latterly Barclays, he was totally against the introduction of the Barclaycard, which some of you may recall was the first credit card, insisting that it would be a licence to commit fraud and would cause endless problems. No-one believed him at the time! Not one to mince his words I bet he'd have a few choice words to say about the current financial situation!
Update to the previous post:
We collected my new car this morning and so far we're getting on fine! Think I might love it soon. I'll let you know after a few trips up and down the A303 to Dairy House and back!