1986 aged 21 and I got married for the 1st time to a man 19 years older than me the day after my 21st birthday. I’d taken on 2 step children who were 5 and 9 years younger than me after their mum passed away from cancer. We were given a council house in Ferndown. Youngest came to live with us and the eldest with his Aunty, however a few months and eldest moved in too. Bit fraught at times but we got through it. We decided that we would like to go to Canada to go and visit husbands releatives. We headed off in September 87. We initially went out for a month but ended up staying for just over 2 years, and what a 2 years that was :-0
Eldest stayed at home and youngest came with us. We headed off on a BA flight to Vancouver and were met by relatives who then took us back up the highway past lots of mountains and just beautiful, beautiful scenery. We stopped at a diner for breakfast and I had the best hash browns ever, not sure about the bacon, just streaky bacon. Pancakes with maple syrup, mmm scrummy! We stayed with husbands releatives on a remote ranch about 450 miles north of Vancouver. The drive from the main road and along a dirt track to the ranch was about 4 miles. Middle of nowhere, no mains electric, no mains water, no mains gas…we’ve gone back to the olden days :-0 Beautiful scenery, a lake, hills, trees and wildlife. Spent a few days wandering the ranch, horse riding and travelling into Williams Lake which was the nearest town. A few trips to a proper cowboy pub, yep, cowboy hats, checked shirts and jeans. Good ol country music and lots of dancing. We went into Williams Lake to the shopping Mall, hadn’t encountered a Food Hall before, oh my…A&W their burgers and onion rings, yum. A little place that sold Cinnamon Buns and a proper sit down diner that did Eggs Benedict to perfection. Another diner down the road that did a wonderful Banana Creme Pie…heaven!! My first encounter with flavoured cider…peach was my favourite.
Took a trip to Vancouver and stayed with more relatives. Beautiful city, surrounded by mountains and so many different cultures. I’d not really been to London or any other big city where everything was so vibrant and different.
After a couple of weeks we came back to the ranch and met a rancher who lived down the road, well 10 miles down the road…offered us work, a home and said a lawyer would be able to sort out immigration. So we phoned home, said we were staying and started our new life in Canada.
To be continued…..