When we become older our childhood memories become more important to us, we want them to stay the same, perhaps hoping to relive them one day.
|Kelvin Hall Glasgow (Wikipedia)|
About 10pm we boarded the bus home but not before a drive round George Square to ooh and aah at the Christmas lights. That was Christmas for us, and my husband who lived on the other side of the city had the same experience with his Boy's Brigade, he was maybe even there on the same night.
Forward forty years and of course things have changed. We no longer have a circus, at least none with animals as we realised it was needless and cruel. The carnival is now held in the huge Scottish Exhibition Centre and The Kelvin Hall is now a sport's centre and Transport Museum.
Last Saturday hubby and I took our 16mth old granddaughter to George Square to see the Christmas lights and relive some of that childhood magic.
I hadn't visited George Square for years and the last time I was there I loved the little market stalls selling all things Christmassy, but where were they?
We headed for the tree, here was when I expected the memories to come flooding back, there was no lights lit on the tree, if I looked really closely I could see tiny bulbs like the kind I have on my tree at home,where were the full size coloured light bulbs?
No gifts under the tree now just a collection box.
We watched the children and adults skating, having a great time as the pop songs blared out, but where was the Salvation Army band with my Christmas Carols?
So yes, change happens, and everyone there was enjoying the skating,the pop music and all the razzmatazz and it was lovely but I mourned the carols,the tree lights and the Christmases of my youth and my husband agreed with me. Nothing stays the same and yet I suppose this was more exciting for youngsters.
Perhaps when my granddaughter is a bit older we will see it more through her eyes and it will be making memories for her and that's what it's all about,isn't it?
I'd like to wish everyone who reads my blog a lovely Christmas full of happy memories.
|My granddaughter enjoying the fun.|