people and the places which they live in and
experience.’
Edward Relph, ‘Place and Placelessness’ (1976)
screenshot of Buccament Bay from https://youtu.be/AuQZT3gmGnA
- “This
is Who We Are” by Keith Currency, Mentaliss and the New Starrz
Family, howdy!
Life has kept me away from focusing on the Punnett arrival in the Caribbean, but I fully intend to resume that historical thread.
Because the silence has gone on too long, I thought I'd drop a post with bits 'n' pieces, and family photos (old and new), which recently came my way. Regretfully, it's not a broad selection, but it's what I was able to access.
First, this note from Brenda...
"I was
mentioning to Lynden about the lack of French names in the Punnett line and she
commented that perhaps they purposely anglicized them not wanting the French
association in those volatile times?"
So, there's that to ponder.
Queensbury folk...
Brenda, young & beautiful
Malcolm, young & handsome, and inimitable
Aie, Rocky, Brenda, John, Denise ~ May 2022
Rachael, Brenda, Rocky, John, Denise ~ May 2022
India and Hamish Dunn ~ Rachael's brood ~ July 2022
India's graduation ~ with godfather, and with sister Freya~ 2022
Zen and middle son Aatlaz, Carnival 2022
Cousin Mary Punnett Nelstrop in Toronto
Mary is at a gathering of Bolands (her mother's people) in Toronto this summer. She's in the white pantsuit. Her brother Winston is in the pink shirt towards the back on the left. Her sister-in-law Helen and her nieces Hannah and Danielle are also in the photo
Helen, Danielle, Mary
My Sister Bunny (Catherine Serrao O'Brien) aka The Travelling Bunny is now in Iceland for the second time this year, having been on a Norwegian cruise, another cruise on the Danube and on the Rhine, a visit with Trini friends in Kauai.... and the year ain't done yet!
Kauai ~ Bunny on left. June 2022
Bunny and Dianne Maing. Dianne's father and his siblings grew up across the wall from Mummy's childhood home on Frederick Street in Port of Spain. It was an easy climb on the cherry tree to the Maing family home on Pembroke Street, and lifelong Friendships were forged there. I often stayed with the Maings throughout my childhood visits to the doctor in Trinidad. Mark also stayed with them on several occasions.
July 2022
I love this photo of my Bro, Stephen Mark Langley, with two generations of his descendants
Bella, Matthew, Sophia, Noah, and Mark
Kim with Noah, Sophia, Bella and Aaron (Claire and Ron's son) ~ 2021
Aaron, 4 years old ~ 2022
Paige, Gemma's daughter
Closing with a sweet Trini poem, and a treasured table runner made by Cousin Maureen Kirkwood.
Sending love to all. May every one of you be well and happy.
Lisbie X
Mango
Juice
Trinidad
is…
The
green cat’s eye
of
the last marble left
from
the two bulging pockets
that
I win from my schoolfriend
Junior.
As I slam his last
remaining
marble
from
the chalk circle
with
a running start
he
kicks me in the balls.
and
all my mother’s friends
visit
asking me if my balls
are
feeling any better?
Trinidad
is…
The
bead of sticky mango juice
running
down my bony wrists.
And
it’s the Indian girl next door
who
wears the same two dresses
all
year round. She gives me a ripe
mango
plumped to sweetness
once
a week. She never talks
she
just gives me the mango
and
sits in the yard
with
a goofy smile watching
me
as I eat it, and then she leaves.
If
she’s trying to get me
to
like her I can tell you right
now
it’s working.
Trinidad
is…
The
first drop of warm rain
of
the wet season.
And
all the young kids run
out
into the street
in
their Jockey shorts
with
a bar of soap
for
a rain bath.
It’s
nights so long
you
feel you could reach up
and
pluck the diamante stars
from
the black velvet sky.
It’s
where I was, where I am
and
where I’m going.
It’s
the knot in my throat
when
I have to leave.
Roger
Robinson
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