Welcome to Throwback Thursday the brainchild of Lauren and Maggie. This week it’s Maggie’s turn and she said : “Here we are again, taking a trip back in time. This week might take a little memory work to recall a few things, but it should be fun. Part of growing up is finding you own way of self expression. This comes about in many ways so think back. Are you ready? If you care to join us, it’s easy.”
This week’s prompt is: Transitions and Modifications
Think about your first haircut. Were you the kid that cut your own hair? Did you go to a salon or did your parents cut your hair? Did your parents save a lock of your hair?
Right…. Mum was a hairdresser before she married dad she actually had her own salon in Oxford. Like most little girls in those days I had long hair and every night mum would tie it in rags so as to produce long thick ringlets. The trouble was it was a very uncomfortable process and I hated it!
As I got older mum would always cut my hair as she had everyone else in the family. She even did my first perm …. A disaster, I got really teased about that. When I was about thirteen I got my first professional cut at a salon I had a Cilla Black cut! Not unlike the style I have now. In between I have had all sorts and colours!







How about shaving? Fathers often teach their sons to shave. Most girls I know, decided for themselves when to shave their legs and their underarms. Some cultures do not shave at all.
My sister’s gave me tips on when and how to shave , though we also used to use Immac Cream which is now called Veet Cream a lot safer than a razor .
Did you alter your clothes? Cut jeans into cut-offs? Cut the sleeves off t-shirts? Wear graphic tees? Tie-dyes? Sew patches on your jeans?
I used to buy Jeans then sit in the bath until they shrank to my size. I did a lot of tie-dyed, cut off T-shirts and jeans too.
Was there a time you remember challenging the authority in your household. Do you remember the first time you found your voice?
No not really….I can remember arguments with mum …. But never with Dad . I might of muttered behind his back but never to his face.
What about piercings? Girls getting their ears pierced was a rite of passage for girls. Then boys started getting one ear pierced. As time passed, piercings became more mainstream and accepted.
I never had piercings even to this day I have no piercings.
Did you walk on the wild side? Smoking? Drinking? Did your parents know?
Yes I tried both but I was married by seventeen.
At first I didn’t tell my parents but as I got older they knew. I stopped smoking in my late thirties and never looked back.
What about tattoos? Did you get a tattoo while still living at home? Did your parents approve?
Never wanted a tattoo I don’t think any of my brothers or sisters had them either. Two of my son’s have them .
What about language? Was swearing allowed in your family? Did you use the same language around your friends as you did at home with your family?
We were not allowed to swear or blasphem. We also had to speak correctly. Again I found people would take against me if I spoke correctly and they would call me posh . Yes I did speak differently with friends and school to when I was at home.
Think back to high school. Girls, did you iron your hair? Did you color your hair? (using Sun-in counts!) Guys, did you grow a beard or moustache? Did you grow your hair long? Feel free to share a photo of yourself back in the day.
I was definitely au natural at school, we were taught by nuns!!
Many people think our authentic self is the person we were as young children. Are you still inherently the same person you were as a child or have you changed your personality and demeanor along the way?
I am what I am always was and always will be. What you see is what you get …. perhaps a little wiser and definitely a lot older. Now I colour my hair and my nails Dad would call me a painted lady if he saw me now.

Aug 18, 2022 @ 15:23:46
Look at all those hairstyles! So cute! And that mini-skirt. How did we get away with that? I cannot imagine sitting in a tub with jeans on! That is a new one to me. Thanks for joining in, Willow.
Aug 18, 2022 @ 15:49:48
Thank you Maggie it was fun , we did strange things for fashion 💜💜😉
Aug 18, 2022 @ 15:57:40
We sure did!
Aug 18, 2022 @ 15:43:31
Loved reading this, Sis!! I’ve got a few crackers to respond with, too!
Aug 18, 2022 @ 15:47:49
I am really looking forward to seeing them 💜💜💜
Aug 18, 2022 @ 15:51:13
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Aug 18, 2022 @ 18:41:17
That was just lovely reading. Wiser and with a beautiful smile! xoxoxoxo
Aug 18, 2022 @ 18:42:32
Thank you 💜
Aug 18, 2022 @ 18:46:03
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Aug 18, 2022 @ 18:55:57
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Aug 18, 2022 @ 19:22:37
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Aug 18, 2022 @ 19:24:58
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Aug 19, 2022 @ 06:44:41
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Aug 18, 2022 @ 23:04:22
I love your pics Willow. Thanks for joining in. Growing up I never knew anyone who went to Catholic school. It wasn’t until college that I started hearing very sad stories about what people went through at the hands of nuns. I am glad you didn’t have an awful time. Everyone I knew pierced their ears. It truly was a right of passage.
Aug 19, 2022 @ 05:37:45
I still have never had anything pierced🙂 school was not a good experience for me as I have said before but it in the past . I am impressed that you got a tattoo at 65 go girl!
Aug 19, 2022 @ 12:52:10
Both my tattoos are very meaningful to me. I have no regrets.
Aug 19, 2022 @ 13:58:26
I am sure they are Lauren and as I say I am impressed 💜
Aug 19, 2022 @ 15:50:57
Thanks Willow
Aug 19, 2022 @ 18:13:43
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Aug 19, 2022 @ 14:39:30
What a fun post. On your wedding picture you are all eyes!
painted lady… too funny!
Aug 19, 2022 @ 13:57:00
Yes indeed but my Dad would say that if he were alive 🤣🤣
Aug 19, 2022 @ 14:04:52
Oh, I don’t doubt it… though maybe he would have changed his mind? 😉
Aug 19, 2022 @ 14:06:05
Lol possibly miss him 💜
Aug 19, 2022 @ 14:21:23
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Aug 20, 2022 @ 11:16:52
Gorgeous eyes!!!! Thanks for sharing all these photos! Fun post!
Aug 20, 2022 @ 13:39:02
Thank you glad you enjoyed it 💜💜
Aug 23, 2022 @ 16:43:01
Hi Willow, these are all great pictures. I especially like the one of you leaning on the car with long hair and very long legs. My dad was also strict with us girls and so was my school. The teachers used to made us kneel and measure our dresses from the floor. If they were to short, we had to take them down. We weren’t allowed to wear make-up or dye our hair. It had to be tied back at all times. A different time to now.
Aug 23, 2022 @ 17:35:51
Oh! Wow Robbie the nuns were exactly the same we had to kneel to have our skirts measured and all the other rules too 💜
As for long legs I wish… I was only 5ft 1 inch in those days and now after my back operations I am only 4ft 10 inches 😂😂😂😂
Aug 23, 2022 @ 20:03:27
😊 it’s still a lovely picture
Aug 23, 2022 @ 20:03:11
Thank you so much Robbie, we were in Scotland 💜