Muddy Wellies In The Rain Comments

This certainly brought back memories. My mother used to keep us hygienically spick and span, kept us indoors in the rain, and we were always sick! But then she took a leaf out of a neighbours book - the children next door were kicked out in all weathers, in their muddy wellies, with a breadroll which they kept dropping on the ground, picking up and eating. We ended up like them, rosy-cheeked and healthy! Nice poem, Charlie. Love, Fran xx

Fond memories. Patricia

Charles - What are muddy wellies? Is that a Scottish term? Just got my curiosity - sounds like you grew up like all the rest of us - good memories, and cute poem. Linda

Yes, may you hand your happy childhood on from generation to generation. Delightfully vivid and fond writing. Regards, Gina.

I was unique I thought one day untill I heard my father say when I was young it was the same muddy wellies in the rain. And so will say yours. s