tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35227725.post8458885143690298003..comments2023-08-12T13:34:13.193+01:00Comments on Days of the Prophet: FriendshipPoverty to Prophethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03998440042504498793noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35227725.post-39045847632537967572008-04-07T15:47:00.000+01:002008-04-07T15:47:00.000+01:00My best friend is also my husband and it was good...My best friend is also my husband and it was good to see you both there last night. <BR/>I enjoyed reading this particular blog, as it set my mind back to my childhood amongst the Rossendale hills. <BR/>I wandered for miles over them, and in the spring, they were covered in May flowers, buttercups, daisies, coltsfoot, and the woods were full of bluebells. <BR/>Whalley Nab was always a blue mist.An old classmate of mine has recently contacted me from Dubai on FB and we are busy reminiscing about all things Rossendalian and the '60's at GS school and beyond. I still write to two others from when we lived in those neighbourhood streets. They still call my "Biddy" a nickname I got when I was 6! <BR/>Keep on blogging there are a few of us left these days!Teapothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01848535800775712886noreply@blogger.com