Peace and kindness and a large happy family was most important to my parents and no irritability was allowed in the car, especially after church, when we were meant to be at our most blest and best. We would often be threatened with walking home if there was any arguing in the car, and one day the brakes were slammed on, we all went deathly quiet and my young brother and his cousin were put out on the road and on drove Mum. We were horrified and then didn't know whether to laugh or cry as James raced screaming and crying after the car, looking as if he'd somehow catch up and get back inside, while Matthew lay on his back in the middle of the road crying and screaming and kicking his legs! (Luckily we were the only ones likely to be on the road at that time!) As they grew to be teenagers we could always embarrass the boys with the the telling of this story!
Marie: And yet another story!
It seems to be a trait of the elderly to tell stories and often repeat the same stories. As our family has a major Reunion in February 2015 I will tell a family story each day and NOT repeat it for 100 days. I will use christian names from our earlier generations as pseudonyms.