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The Gallery…Tomorrow

The theme for Sticky Fingers Gallery this week is Tomorrow

This was taken on the 12th April 2010 at 6:06 p.m.

It is as the ferry was coming into Holyhead Harbour, I was on the ferry coming from Dublin on the day I left Belfast forever.  I had lived in Belfast for 15 years and made the decision to leave and move back to Essex where I was born and my family all are in February 2010.  And then began the huge task of packing and organising 1 adult, 1 toddler and 2 cats.  Oh and a whole house of furniture, a car, leaving a job and all the friends I had made there.

The cats flew on one plane, Ben flew (with my Mum) on another and I drove back with my Dad to share the drive.  And the photo was the scene that greeted us as we landed on the mainland, it was just stunning.  I am a sucker for how the sky looks at the best of times, but with all the emotions in my head and heart it really did take my breath away.

We arrived back in Essex at 2 a.m. the next day and I crashed in bed at my dad’s house and then the next day, the tomorrow was the start of a whole new life and journey.  And here I am exactly a year later thinking of the people and places in Belfast I miss… So breaking a few rules possibly but as a celebration a few extra photos of the wonderful city.

23/12/2006 Shine – Sadly (very thankfully) all the photos before this were pre digital. So my life pre-Ben and the memories are just mainly in my head. But Shine…where my life began…

The graffiti at the end of the Newtownards Road done after John Peel died

Coming in to land at Belfast City Airport – Always terrifying as you go over the water and get lower and lower.  The runway is at the edge of the water and you always land with a bump.

11/5/08 Nearly at the end of the mile walk from the bottom of the hill up to Stormont buildings, when on maternity leave this was the only exercise I did apart from eating cake.  A stunning building that you can see from miles around.  *mumbles something regarding shame about the people inside it (mostly)*

14/6/2009 The Palm house at Botanic Gardens – I started taking Ben on Sunday mornings to botanic (after a sneaky fry up for me up the road) as it was like going to a different world. On a Sunday morning it is very quiet with only the older people who tut at the fact my boy had a toy buggy, the tourists who at that time all looked a bit nervous and the victims who were still falling about from a night quite probably in Shine.

25/7/09 Another park of the Stormont estate was the Mo Mowlam Children’s Park, we went in all weathers, and I was the mad one drying the climbing frames with tissues until I realised that there were not enough tissues in the world.

30/8/09 W5 was another much loved place, it is like a mini science museum I guess, but an amazing toddler area and then all the stuff for grown up kids (me) to pretend you are showing to the real children.

20/9/09 this isn’t Helens Bay – but it is close to it, hopefully someone will correct me on the actual bit this is! But a 20 minute drive from Belfast and another amazing sky.

27/9/09 Sunday morning, Botanic Gardens.

Boy and a stick

27/9/09 Queens Library at Botanic Gardens, this was newly opened and right next to the park entrance. we often ended up spending more time here that in the gardens.  Ben was never quite sure of the sculpture though!

4/10/09 Band Stand, Botanic Gardens – The best game was going up in the band stand and then terrifying me by running to the edge.

17/10/09 Belfast City Hall – This was the reopening ceremony after major works.

18/10/09 Baby Rave – City Hall

This was his third Baby Rave, amazing events that I really miss – yes he has a car in his hand and there one has stayed…

10/12/09 A cold morning in Botanic

The 6 different bouquets of flowers I received from different work people in the 3 weeks before I left! My house was filled with boxes and flowers, oh and lots of stress.

Belfast will always be a huge part of my life, it is where Ben was born and spent the first 2 years of his life.  He has family there who are part of his life still and we will be back some day to visit I am sure.