10 September, 2012
Walnuts With A Chord Of Holiday Camp Synchronicity
As I mentioned in my last post we have been away, our first few days in the Bournemouth / Wimborne area staying with friends.
Our friends took us for a walk along the cliffs at Hengistbury Head and then into Christchurch, Dorset for a picnic lunch by the river.
As I got out of the car I wondered if there would be any coincidences or synchronicity to write about - and there was. The first boat I saw as we approached the river had the name MacGregor on it's side. This is the surname of my blogging and author friends Trish and Rob who publish synchrosecrets.
Okay not exactly a big synchro but more was to follow.
After lunch we strolled along the river and my friend pointed out a new hotel (photo at the top of the post) which had been built recently. "It's where there used to be an old holiday camp," he explained.
"Ding!" went a bell in my head. I stayed at such a holiday camp when a child with a school friend Graham Barnes. I was taken along to the camp by his parents to keep Graham company. This was after we had both been to a scout camp for a week in the New Forest.
It then came flooding back to me and I realised I had sent my mum and dad a postcard from this very spot (see photo below). And I now have the postcard!
Mum and dad kept all the postcards I sent them from my travels. (Click on any of the images to make them larger)
The bottom left of the postcard shows the river exactly where I was with my friends and the middle section is the Holiday Camp where I stayed when young. Oh and the bottom right pic is of the New Forest where I had camped with the scouts!
I lost touch with my friend Graham Barnes. We lived in the west London area of Hayes when young. Strangely though, I had been thinking about him before I went away on my break - because of a walnut!
Graham and I started a club called 'Nuts'. I say 'club' but there was probably only us two participating in the membership.
I was thinking about Graham recently because I came across the nut that symbolised our club. We both had a walnut on a cord to hang around our necks, with out initials painted carefully on the shell. Goodness knows how it has survived after all of these years.
I don't remember too much about the Nuts other than that people who weren't Nuts were known as Prunes! And Prunes meant: 'People Running Under Nuts Est Stupide.' Okay, I know that doesn't sound too clever, or make much sense, but we were young - that's my excuse anyway.
Coincidence? Synchronicity? Whatever. But my walk along the river at Christchurch brought back some unexpected happy memories.
As for Graham Barnes he lived in Balmoral Drive, Hayes, Middlesex while I lived at Clynes House, Hayes, Middlesex and we both went to Mellow Lane School.
It's a funny old world at times, the way everything is connected together.
Other Looking Back Personal Posts:
Teenage Memories Unlocked By A Coincidence
Reflections On My Early Life
Finding Myself As A Boy On The Internet