How it all began

A long time ago, or as my daughter so tells me - back in the Stone Age (I think it was the day of my 21st birthday....... ages ago), I went to work at the ASB Bank where I met my very dear friend the girl with the Yella Hair.

So this blog is all about my friend with the Yella Hair and oh the fun we had.

We call her the girl with the yella hair as she had beautiful long thick blonde hair.  She always signed off her cards to me and my family as the girl with the yella hair and it kinda just stuck.  We had another friend in our group who I will probably refer to and she was called Girlie. 

This blog will take a long time to write and will probably be all mish mash and all over the place as I remember the funny things that we did, but this is really just for you my friend and i know that you wont mind that things are not in order. 

My first memory that I am going to write about is the day that we made buses out of the sun loungers!!!  We had a pool at our family home and the girl with the yella hair was part of the family.  We spent most weekends around the pool in the summer, and most of the mad antics that we got up to were her idea.  One day, we must of been bored you suggested that we make buses.  So we folded up the ends of the sun loungers and lined them up behind each other and there we had our bus.  You were probably the bus driver and I am sure that Girlie was there too.  We spent ages doing god knows what with the sun lounger bus pretending to go all over the place.  All I can say about that particular day is thank goodness we had a fence around the pool and people couldn't see us!!!!   

Gosh there is loads to write about around the pool, stickles, you are my sunshine, flippies etc. 

The stickles were another memory of you, diving in the pool to save the stickles (smiles).  I have to explain to people who don't understand what stickles are when I talk about this memory.  Beside the pool we had a tree, I think it was maybe a Japanese Maple but Mum would be able to tell me.   Anyway the leaves would fall off into the pool and make a bit of a mess and bless the girl with the yella hair would jump in a save them.  She saved Mum the job of getting the vacuum out to clean the pool too.  And so they were called Stickles.  

Flippies, I couldn't do a flippie to save myself.  So you spent ages with me teaching me how to do this at the deep end of the pool.  I was so scared that I would hit the edge of the pool, I should of just got on with it and trusted you.  I have to say, I have never done them since we left 328 and the fab pool.  But i reckon i still could do them after being taught by such a great teacher.  We should go to the pools one day ahe and save stickles and do flippies, they might kick us out if we start trying to make buses out of their sun loungers though.