Every weekend I walk into the town centre of my adopted home town.
I'm originally from Northern England (and staunchly proud of it) but moved to the midlands of England in the 80s. I married here, and my kids are midlanders.
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I walked through the market where I can buy fresh, locally grown fruit and veg and other stuff. Have done for years.
Today I noticed a brass plaque which decsribed the history of the market. It's been there since 1220.
Yep, almost 800 years, and my brain whooshed back to try to visualise that in the very spot I was buying carrots and cabbage, misguided men such as I had been doing the same thing for 30 generations. Before Europe knew of America, the far east, the iPod, people were freezing their asses off buying crap from dirty people exactly where I stood. How cool is that?
Suffice to say, I had to deal with the emotion by going to the pub.
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That same feeling hit me when I went to Belgium. I grew up near Concord, Ma, one of the most historical places for the US. Those who live here have a great sense of pride and awe for the history of the area. But I remember being in Belgium, in a tiny town while the husbands band was touring, and we stopped near a beautiful church to grab some local cuisine ( think french fries.) Commenting to our guide on the church he casually remarked that it was built in the 1200's. My jaw dropped, and I think I stared at that church for about 30 minutes, trying to visualize all it had been through and the changes it was around for. It was absolutely mind boggling
Nobby wrote:
Every weekend I walk into the town centre of my adopted home town.
I'm originally from Northern England (and staunchly proud of it) but moved to the midlands of England in the 80s. I married here, and my kids are midlanders.
Anyhwo
I walked through the market where I can buy fresh, locally grown fruit and veg and other stuff. Have done for years.
Today I noticed a brass plaque which decsribed the history of the market. It's been there since 1220.
Yep, almost 800 years, and my brain whooshed back to try to visualise that in the very spot I was buying carrots and cabbage, misguided men such as I had been doing the same thing for 30 generations. Before Europe knew of America, the far east, the iPod, people were freezing their asses off buying crap from dirty people exactly where I stood. How cool is that?
Suffice to say, I had to deal with the emotion by going to the pub.
I'm originally from Northern England (and staunchly proud of it) but moved to the midlands of England in the 80s. I married here, and my kids are midlanders.
Anyhwo
I walked through the market where I can buy fresh, locally grown fruit and veg and other stuff. Have done for years.
Today I noticed a brass plaque which decsribed the history of the market. It's been there since 1220.
Yep, almost 800 years, and my brain whooshed back to try to visualise that in the very spot I was buying carrots and cabbage, misguided men such as I had been doing the same thing for 30 generations. Before Europe knew of America, the far east, the iPod, people were freezing their asses off buying crap from dirty people exactly where I stood. How cool is that?
Suffice to say, I had to deal with the emotion by going to the pub.
My carpet is far older.
Nobby wrote:
Suffice to say, I had to deal with the emotion by going to the pub.
I thought that every emotion has to be deal with by having a pint.
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This Post is written in Elnese, If it was an actual Post, it would make sense.
I get that feeling wehn I imagine that many a' ***** must have shat and skinned some deer upon the very spot that I'm standing.
But THAT is why I'd love to go to Europe, you bastred.
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But THAT is why I'd love to go to Europe, you bastred.
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Lady DSD wrote:
That same feeling hit me when I went to Belgium. I grew up near Concord, Ma, one of the most historical places for the US. Those who live here have a great sense of pride and awe for the history of the area. But I remember being in Belgium, in a tiny town while the husbands band was touring, and we stopped near a beautiful church to grab some local cuisine ( think french fries.) Commenting to our guide on the church he casually remarked that it was built in the 1200's. My jaw dropped, and I think I stared at that church for about 30 minutes, trying to visualize all it had been through and the changes it was around for. It was absolutely mind boggling
That's kind of like the feeling I get when I look at a hotel that's more than 30 years old. I wonder how many people had sex there, and in how many positions.
Nostalgia ftw.
Weebs wrote:
That's kind of like the feeling I get when I look at a hotel that's more than 30 years old. I wonder how many people had sex there, and when i will get to lose my virginity.
hopeless longing ftw.
hopeless longing ftw.
Fixed.
Same thing happened to me when I went to Niagra Falls and stood where they filmed Superman 2.
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