Some long time friends have flown in for our art opening tomorrow. Amongst the friends are D now 30 years of age and B 28 years old. We have known D....and B....since they were babies. They spent many New Years with us at our former country farm farmhouse, cross country skiing, downhill skiing and skating. We had wrought iron beds in each room of the farmhouse. The century old farmhouse was drafty, with floor to ceiling windows and lacked central heating. Each bed was equipped with two hot water bottles, with knitted covers. On the boys first visit, I tucked them into their separate bedrooms. I spent time with each boy and told D to slide the hot water bottles around the bed and soon the bed would be warm and toasty. I returned to the kitchen and some five minutes later heard B padding down the stairs and in his 4 yr. old voice said "Auntie Helen, tell me again how the hot water bottle works"
Last evening they were guests at dinner and the first time the boys had visited this house.
Memories came flooding back to them and they remembered the hot water bottles. Then went around identifying and remembering paintings and photos. Some great stories were told.
The art show is hung and opens tomorrow evening. I am looking to the evening.
Have you used a hot water bottle?