Yes , please keep going with this idea. Years ago I bought my Mam a book to write her life story , which she did. . It’s a wonderful to read her stories of growing up. My Mam was born in 1914. and died in 2002.
Yes, please tell us more as we are products of our past. I picked upon you comment on being a bit of a loner at school, this describes me at school too which seems to have carried on for the rest of my life. If everyone else turns left, I turn right. Weirdly I am sitting in my childhood home after inheriting it from my parents so all my childhood memories are still around. Anyway, keep up the good work Richard, we appreciate it 😉
I think that it is a gift to be happy with one's own company...I am happy both with company and without, but when without I am able to think and contemplate, as well as admire and take in fully the surroundings that I am in.
@@RichardVobes I think that the film is called Midnight Express, about the guy who gets caught smuggling hashish into Turkey...he is jailed, but will not comply in any way, and this is summed up in one scene when all of the other prisoners are walking in a clockwise direction around the exercise area, he walks anti-clockwise to go against the flow...that would be me, and you too I suspect Richard.
Aww that must be lovely my mum sold our house and I was heartbroken because we were the only family to live in that house as it was new . So many happy memories even as a grown up with my own children and my siblings children . So many lovely Christmas’s. I’m still heartbroken. Mum and dad are gone now . My mum regretted selling the house but too late . 💔
Yes please Richard, do continue with your story. Sometimes I wonder whether you don't get a bit lonely on your walks but now understand you're quite content to be out there on your own. As someone else said in the comments, you're a natural story teller and I wonder where you got that from - your parents, grandparents?
More of this please. I was born in 46 and lived in a small village called Haverton Hill. I still remember quite well my first day at school. The final years of school it was called a secondary modern school, no exams on leaving at age 15. I am looking forward to the next part of your life story.
Nice one Richard, tbh I'd already pretty much worked out what kind of a person you are so it's nice to hear my assumptions becoming fact as it were! I was a bit of a loner at school too, I had friends but I always knew I was different- thank God for that!
I am a Hampshire hog too. Born in Winchester, brought up in a very small group of villages, of Bullington. Very much like me, I was a bit of a loner at school too, and I probably am still. It's not that I do not like people, it's that I am quite happy with my own company.
Those are very early memories. About 4 are my first reliable memories. I have no doubt that the early memory of meeting your father sticks with you. Thanks for sharing
I’m. Similar age to you, slightly older. I still remember the last days of steam trains on the mainlines where I grew up. My parents had me quite late in life and my mother used to tell me loads of stories from her time during ww2, amazing memories. I remember my first day at school and hating it.
Yes! I'd very much love to hear some more!!! My earliest memories even shock me - as I don't know how I could remember things as an infant. I always remembered being do proud of finding the golden Easter egg one year (& winning $5 for it). It wasn't until about 10 years ago when I was discussing this w/ my Mom & she said yes, that was Lakeview. I told her how, when I had to be about 5 years old & we left that town around my 2nd Birthday. She kept insisting, so I explained that no it was this forested park w/ really tall fir & pine trees w/ trails that went thru it & a lot of moss around - in fact that is where I spotted the egg at the bottom of one of those trees nestled in the moss. She said, "Lisa, that park was Lakeview not Lowell! How can you remember such details?" I was only 1 yrs old, about 3 or 4 months before turning 2. But the earliest memory I have - & this one even trips me out - is my Mom giving me a bath at her parent's house (my grandparents obviously!😅) "in the canyon" as they called it where they lived in Washington state. I very clearly remember her bathing me in the kitchen sink, & thought I must've been about 2 yrs old. Years later when revisiting that house (as my grandpa still kept things stored in it) I turned to my Mom & told her I remembered her bathing me there & thought I had to have been 2, but that there was no way a toddler could have fit in that tiny sink!!! She was as equally - if not more so - stunned & said you couldn't have, because she had bathed me there as an infant!😲
What amazing memories, Lisa. They say you remember more when you get older. I think that is what happened to my mother as she sank further into depression with age and drink. Her childhood was rotten.
@@RichardVobes that is so sad. I'm sure the more she slid that way, the more she probably isolated herself away from others too which left her alone even more so with those memories to contemplate.
@@RichardVobes I am sorry about her childhood.Sorrow can catch up with us,even when we think we've conquered it.I hope she had some happier moments before she left this earth.
My children are a source of joy to me though they can get cheeky.Hope your memories earlier with your Mom were happier,I know my Mom struggled with deep depression.
I believe you Lisa. I have clear memories of both being in my lovely Silver Cross pram on our front door step, as well sitting in my highchair at meal times. Both must have occurred below the age of 18-months!
It must be something in the air, I am writing down the stories my mother told me of her childhood and at the same time finding memories of my own are flooding back!
One of my enduring childhood memories is of walking along a clipped hedgerow in the park, on the way home from primary school. I would often spot birds nests in it, and when I was lucky, birds eggs! Now, many decades later and living in the U.S, I am obsessed with hedgerows and was overjoyed when the house we purchased a few years ago had a back patio with a 12ft high manicured hedgerow. It provides privacy from the neighbors, makes me feel like I'm in my own secret hideaway, and brings back lovely childhood memories.
Just came across you by accident during this second lock down , because I’m planning to move to one of the areas you explore in Sussex and it’s only possible to explore virtually at the moment . I’m really impressed with your programs and grateful for the way you share your life with us as I’m isolated/sheltering alone and I’m becoming a big fan ! 👍🏻keep on trucking !you’re superbly entertaining 😄
I am a few years older than you but grew up more or less at the same time. You prompted a memory of mine at infants school-another boy who looked at me with a big grin on his face.It turned out that he was born on the day before I was and we became friends. The 1960's was a great time to be a child- Fireball XlL5, Stingray, Thunderbirds and then there was the music.
Richard, you’re a natural story teller, of course we’ll enjoy more. I always worry about putting too much of yourself out there on this all consuming octopus we call the interweb. I tip my hat to you, long may you continue!
Fascinating stuff. More please. There is something rather lovely about hearing other peoples life stories and I suspect yours has been an interesting one thus far. Cx
Hi Richard! I’ve been looking forward to watching Your Life Stories. I’m now taking the plunge into darkness!!! I love to hear about other people’s life. I’m always asking questions to friends or family (when I see them that is!) Ian calls me Jeremy Paxman!! When someone tells me something, I’ll ask questions about what they’re saying , so it ends up extending their story. “What are you going to do with that information” asks Ian! In my mind, I’m showing an interest in what they’re saying, also I’m picturing they’re story , step by step. Ian and I have a laugh about it anyway! He tries to get his own back when I’m telling a story, but to me they’re all good questions. Sorry for going on, I’m a waffler! See you in part two! Mind how you go 👍
I’m really interested to hear more about your life! Although raised in a town, I always wanted to live in the countryside and whenever people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would say I wanted to be a milkmaid! I had a romantic idea of me with a yoke round my shoulders, carrying two buckets of milk! I now do live in the countryside, next to a dairy farm and have one of those old wooden yokes on the wall!
Yes, "we all have a story to tell", said many a bartender. Funny thing is, you are not the only one who vividly remembers getting hurt. It has been noted by my sisters that my brother and I can remember every would we ever suffered! From stepping on nails, falling out of trees, and running into things, the memory of blood and pain are remembered well! But living on a farm in rural New York wasn't exactly the safest place in the world to grow up, but it was interesting!
Looks like the consensus of option is in favour Richard, it’s your natural style and interesting memories ,and that makes for a yes from me . Regards Fred
This was wonderful Richard...I'd love to hear more. Gosh I had flash backs to when I was in school and being a loner. You are absolutely right, my boys (adults now) love to hear stories about when my husband and I were growing up. We have a 2 yr old granddaughter, which we are very blessed & fortunate to be able to watch while their parents are at work, and I hope that we can bring wonderful memories for her when she grows up. Thank you so much for sharing...take really good care...stay safe!
I believe Everything happens for a reason which is why I have found your channel. So far I can relate to everything I've seen and heard on your channel. Truly beginning to wonder if we aren't related a few generations back🤣💜
Hello Richard, i really enjoyed that video. Would most definitely like to see more of these videos,very interesting. Cowplain, only a stones throw from where i live as you know. Thanks Richard.👍🏻
Hi Richard Yes please do continue to tell us your story As you say everybody has a really interesting story to tell I don’t have any children but I’ve been encouraging friends who have to make recordings of the reminiscences from their lives for the family to pass down Meanwhile I’ve been writing up my own life history. Without any offspring this isn’t really for me to post onto anybody it’s more for me to read when I get Really old and dotty and can’t remember who I am!!
Wow I have followed you for quite a while . you have a fantastic way of getting a point across and its amazing hearing of your life story. Wishing you all the love, health and happiness and thank you. Keep the good stuff coming my friend...
More! Yes please Richard, I love life stories and autobiographical stuff. Your walks are great and very well presented, even the recces. (Think there's a spelling mistake there) 🙂
Yes more please, always interested! Funny that I too lived in Horsham not far from Hillside - I moved with my parents there from Littlehampton in 1956 but I came down to Worthing in 1969. Although we didn't really overlap in Horsham we are back in the same town now (and our first house was very near yours). I am sure my fascination with the past has been influenced by things I was told and places I knew as a child. I look forward to hearing more of your story.
One of my earliest memories also relates to styles. We were taken for a walk (up Denne Hill in Horsham) that involved climbing over a few styles, which was an incredibly exciting aspect to the walk as a 4 year old.
I too have an old scar between my eyebrows from when I took a short flight over the handlebars of my tricycle onto a piece of concrete holding the base of a defunct gas light.
Fascinating, Richard. I like a good tale and I enjoyed listening to everything you had to say. Im a Hampshire man too, born and brought up in Southampton and as I'm older than you, I guess that I have an interesting life to tell, but I doubt that I will. :) Take care...
I do agree that it's everything we surround our little ones with that will stay with them the rest of their lives. I visited this family farm from the age of 5 years, it's where my grandfather (I never knew him) was the village headmaster, and my father grew up here. As a Worthing girl aged five I just loved everything on the farm and married the son, our Dad's had been at the village school together. I've been here in Warwickshire ever since. My husband and I are determined that our grandchildren have the same kind of childhood that he did. On a daily basis they immerse themselves in trains, dogs, ponies, football etc. Most of all they are so loved.
Hi Richard, I am just catching up with your podcasts since started following you few months ago. Just to say I am few years older than you but there were GCE s back then as well as CSE s. Love your podcasts by the way, agree with all your output.
I enjoyed listening to your life story and I've no doubt the second installment will also be interesting. I am six months pregnant and I will enjoy telling my son about my life when he is older. The most interesting thing about me is that I was born in a pub in Bow in the East End of London because my mother could not get to a hospital in time. My parents have told me the scene was quite dramatic and I hope that I give birth in a hospital. Most births are fine but it is still better to deliver a baby in a hospital.
I have three children. The first was born in hospital. The other two were deliberate home births. I wish all three had been born at home. It was wonderful.
@@RichardVobes There is something old-fashioned about home births :) It depends on what you want. It doesn't have to be in a hospital but it can be better sometimes if there are complications.
I wrote a story about my life a christ present my son bought for Christmas this was called Storyworth a company in the US my son paid a year's subscription, asking me questions each week, this would be a chapter, this was printed in hard cover so quite proud of my book, I'll write another but will have it printed in the UK
Your stories will trigger memories in other peoples lives Sometimes these memories will have been forgoitten. They may be a mixture of good or bad, but as an adult we can look at them objectivly through adult eyes and if theyre good we can reclaim them and if theyre bad we can revisit them with adult eyes and maybe if necedsary get counsel for them.
Definitely would like you to continue your story. I live in Hove now but if I had to choose between living by the sea or in the countryside the countryside would win hands down.
thoroughly enjoyed your vlog. Surprised me how similar our early lives paralleled each other. I.e. sand pit. Papier Mache puppets, scare on the forehead (in my case I fell into the sitting room fire great) etc.
Interesting history Chap. My earliest relative I trace back is Matthew Ottaway born in 1656 Berthersden, Ashford Borough, Kent, England. He died 13 June 1728 at Smarden, Ashford Borough, Kent and is buried at St. Michael the Archangel Churchyard. Matthew's wife was Sarah Bunce Ottaway born 1658 and died 26 January 1706 and is buried at St. Michael as well. Now, Sarah's father was Thomas Bunce born 1638 in Ashford Borough, died in 1714 at Spitalfields, London Borough of Tower Hamlets, Greater London, England being buried at St. Dunstan and All Saints Churchyard. So I'm 12 generation from Thomas Bunce. So much English heritage here in the USA. Eaglegards...
Have a wonderful day sir.yes it’s true sir I have a lot memories when I was young.i was born in a small town called little Alaska of the phillipines.i want to share with you but it’s a long story but very interesting.next time I tell you I write it down in a small pad to write you but where can I send you the letter.thank you so much .god bless you and your family.
I didn't believe one word of this, Richard is weaving a right old tale of his early life. 1963 ya right. Will look forward to were this tale will take us in Part Two. I have images of Richard clambering over a stile a la gainsborough painting with rosey-cheeked children looking over from afar. The less-said about Richard's parents late night parties with him and his sister cowering under the bedclothes the better!! 😉😉
Oh yes do tell more! This is an idea I have been thinking of doing , I went out a while ago and took photos of where I was born and the different houses I have lived my life in. I had the idea to tell my story with words and pictures for my children and grandchildren for the future if they might be interested!
Interesting to hear your memories , being the same age as your self I can relate to the time periods . Some people are not always comfortable as a team player I always preferred sports where you competed as an individual and your losses or victories were down to you .If forced into team sports I'd prefer to be the goal keeper or bowler.
I'm sure a lot of us have memory's as kids of being sent up to bed and expected to go to sleep while our parents had a house party downstairs while numerous guests stumbled loudly up and down the stairs to use the loo.
I have followed your channel for several years and enjoyed them [and you] immensely. Being an American, though, you have always been an enigma. Are you someone known in England that I, as a foreigner, don't know? Or what? I appreciate your decision to relate a bit of your life to your viewers. Like the videos that you offered when you could only walk around your house and town, this allows me to know you a bit more. And, as I posted in a comment to an earlier video, I have ow started following your visits on Google map when I can determine where you are. [What three words helps. as an aside:renew.work.scout is me]. Please continue.
By all means, tell us more! I was interested to hear about your Wikipedia page, and had a look. Great! You know you've "arrived" when you have one of those! You seem to be one of those people who has a story to tell! My father planned to make some kind of autobiography, to tell about what he did and what happened in his life, but he died unexpectedly at age 46, so that was out. Since his own father had died at age 40, again unexpectedly (both had undiagnosed heart conditions -- that I fortunately didn't inherit), I decided that I would write my life story and try to keep it up to date over the years. Not that anything truly interesting has happened to me -- from anyone else's perspective, anyway.
I think comparing notes on our childhood is important. Like me you will have griwn uo with family who servedc in the war. We used to have card nights where we would okay cards for match sticks or pennies and just chat. I grew up listening to stories of the war and the fact they were horrible times but people pulled together. But I think people are mote interested in your occupation.
Great Richard please carry on 👍
Yes , please keep going with this idea. Years ago I bought my Mam a book to write her life story , which she did. . It’s a wonderful to read her stories of growing up. My Mam was born in 1914. and died in 2002.
Oh how brilliant.
Just found this ,so interesting hearing your story.
Yes, please tell us more as we are products of our past.
I picked upon you comment on being a bit of a loner at school, this describes me at school too which seems to have carried on for the rest of my life. If everyone else turns left, I turn right.
Weirdly I am sitting in my childhood home after inheriting it from my parents so all my childhood memories are still around.
Anyway, keep up the good work Richard, we appreciate it 😉
I hate following the fashion. I have yet to see any Harry Potter films or Epic about a ring filmed in New Zealand. I hate hype.
I think that it is a gift to be happy with one's own company...I am happy both with company and without, but when without I am able to think and contemplate, as well as admire and take in fully the surroundings that I am in.
@@RichardVobes I think that the film is called Midnight Express, about the guy who gets caught smuggling hashish into Turkey...he is jailed, but will not comply in any way, and this is summed up in one scene when all of the other prisoners are walking in a clockwise direction around the exercise area, he walks anti-clockwise to go against the flow...that would be me, and you too I suspect Richard.
Me too but more so in later years. It's not so bad.
Aww that must be lovely my mum sold our house and I was heartbroken because we were the only family to live in that house as it was new . So many happy memories even as a grown up with my own children and my siblings children . So many lovely Christmas’s. I’m still heartbroken. Mum and dad are gone now . My mum regretted selling the house but too late . 💔
Yes please Richard, do continue with your story. Sometimes I wonder whether you don't get a bit lonely on your walks but now understand you're quite content to be out there on your own. As someone else said in the comments, you're a natural story teller and I wonder where you got that from - your parents, grandparents?
I don't know when I get my desire to tell stories from, actually.
But think he has Julia with him most of the time. 😊
More of this please. I was born in 46 and lived in a small village called Haverton Hill. I still remember quite well my first day at school. The final years of school it was called a secondary modern school, no exams on leaving at age 15. I am looking forward to the next part of your life story.
I always love listening to people's stories of their lives. That's what I love about my job, listening to the stories of the elderly people I see.
Nice one Richard, tbh I'd already pretty much worked out what kind of a person you are so it's nice to hear my assumptions becoming fact as it were! I was a bit of a loner at school too, I had friends but I always knew I was different- thank God for that!
thank you so for much for this Richard, you are so right, everyone has a story to tell of their lives, I could spend years browsing your book shelves
I am a Hampshire hog too. Born in Winchester, brought up in a very small group of villages, of Bullington. Very much like me, I was a bit of a loner at school too, and I probably am still. It's not that I do not like people, it's that I am quite happy with my own company.
Yes, I enjoy people's company but I am also very happy on my own.
Extremely intelligent guy 👍
Those are very early memories.
About 4 are my first reliable memories.
I have no doubt that the early memory of meeting your father sticks with you.
Thanks for sharing
I’m. Similar age to you, slightly older. I still remember the last days of steam trains on the mainlines where I grew up. My parents had me quite late in life and my mother used to tell me loads of stories from her time during ww2, amazing memories. I remember my first day at school and hating it.
Yes! I'd very much love to hear some more!!!
My earliest memories even shock me - as I don't know how I could remember things as an infant. I always remembered being do proud of finding the golden Easter egg one year (& winning $5 for it). It wasn't until about 10 years ago when I was discussing this w/ my Mom & she said yes, that was Lakeview. I told her how, when I had to be about 5 years old & we left that town around my 2nd Birthday. She kept insisting, so I explained that no it was this forested park w/ really tall fir & pine trees w/ trails that went thru it & a lot of moss around - in fact that is where I spotted the egg at the bottom of one of those trees nestled in the moss. She said, "Lisa, that park was Lakeview not Lowell! How can you remember such details?" I was only 1 yrs old, about 3 or 4 months before turning 2.
But the earliest memory I have - & this one even trips me out - is my Mom giving me a bath at her parent's house (my grandparents obviously!😅) "in the canyon" as they called it where they lived in Washington state. I very clearly remember her bathing me in the kitchen sink, & thought I must've been about 2 yrs old. Years later when revisiting that house (as my grandpa still kept things stored in it) I turned to my Mom & told her I remembered her bathing me there & thought I had to have been 2, but that there was no way a toddler could have fit in that tiny sink!!! She was as equally - if not more so - stunned & said you couldn't have, because she had bathed me there as an infant!😲
What amazing memories, Lisa. They say you remember more when you get older. I think that is what happened to my mother as she sank further into depression with age and drink. Her childhood was rotten.
@@RichardVobes that is so sad. I'm sure the more she slid that way, the more she probably isolated herself away from others too which left her alone even more so with those memories to contemplate.
@@RichardVobes I am sorry about her childhood.Sorrow can catch up with us,even when we think we've conquered it.I hope she had some happier moments before she left this earth.
My children are a source of joy to me though they can get cheeky.Hope your memories earlier with your Mom were happier,I know my Mom struggled with deep depression.
I believe you Lisa. I have clear memories of both being in my lovely Silver Cross pram on our front door step, as well sitting in my highchair at meal times. Both must have occurred below the age of 18-months!
Yes I would like to hear more about your life and your interest in keeping our countryside and heritage alive.
Very interesting to hear your story Richard. We all have a story to tell.
It must be something in the air, I am writing down the stories my mother told me of her childhood and at the same time finding memories of my own are flooding back!
Good for you.
One of my enduring childhood memories is of walking along a clipped hedgerow in the park, on the way home from primary school. I would often spot birds nests in it, and when I was lucky, birds eggs! Now, many decades later and living in the U.S, I am obsessed with hedgerows and was overjoyed when the house we purchased a few years ago had a back patio with a 12ft high manicured hedgerow. It provides privacy from the neighbors, makes me feel like I'm in my own secret hideaway, and brings back lovely childhood memories.
Just came across you by accident during this second lock down , because I’m planning to move to one of the areas you explore in Sussex and it’s only possible to explore virtually at the moment . I’m really impressed with your programs and grateful for the way you share your life with us as I’m isolated/sheltering alone and I’m becoming a big fan ! 👍🏻keep on trucking !you’re superbly entertaining 😄
Thank you, Jane. It's wonderful to have you as a new viewer.
I am a few years older than you but grew up more or less at the same time. You prompted a memory of mine at infants school-another boy who looked at me with a big grin on his face.It turned out that he was born on the day before I was and we became friends. The 1960's was a great time to be a child- Fireball XlL5, Stingray, Thunderbirds and then there was the music.
Richard, you’re a natural story teller, of course we’ll enjoy more. I always worry about putting too much of yourself out there on this all consuming octopus we call the interweb. I tip my hat to you, long may you continue!
Yes Richard keep telling your life story very interesting
Fascinating stuff. More please. There is something rather lovely about hearing other peoples life stories and I suspect yours has been an interesting one thus far. Cx
Hi Richard! I’ve been looking forward to watching Your Life Stories. I’m now taking the plunge into darkness!!! I love to hear about other people’s life. I’m always asking questions to friends or family (when I see them that is!) Ian calls me Jeremy Paxman!! When someone tells me something, I’ll ask questions about what they’re saying , so it ends up extending their story. “What are you going to do with that information” asks Ian! In my mind, I’m showing an interest in what they’re saying, also I’m picturing they’re story , step by step. Ian and I have a laugh about it anyway! He tries to get his own back when I’m telling a story, but to me they’re all good questions. Sorry for going on, I’m a waffler! See you in part two! Mind how you go 👍
I’m really interested to hear more about your life! Although raised in a town, I always wanted to live in the countryside and whenever people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would say I wanted to be a milkmaid! I had a romantic idea of me with a yoke round my shoulders, carrying two buckets of milk! I now do live in the countryside, next to a dairy farm and have one of those old wooden yokes on the wall!
Yay!
Sometimes dreams find you!
Amazing.
Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on our souls. :
That came bit of a shock Richard came over as a Nice sensible person he’s changed so much in three years.
I would love to hear more Richard. I was born in East Grinstead in 1960 so we are a similar age!
Yes, "we all have a story to tell", said many a bartender. Funny thing is, you are not the only one who vividly remembers getting hurt. It has been noted by my sisters that my brother and I can remember every would we ever suffered! From stepping on nails, falling out of trees, and running into things, the memory of blood and pain are remembered well! But living on a farm in rural New York wasn't exactly the safest place in the world to grow up, but it was interesting!
Yes I would love to hear more too Richard!
Looks like the consensus of option is in favour Richard, it’s your natural style and interesting memories ,and that makes for a yes from me . Regards Fred
Would love to hear more, thank you Richard
This was wonderful Richard...I'd love to hear more. Gosh I had flash backs to when I was in school and being a loner. You are absolutely right, my boys (adults now) love to hear stories about when my husband and I were growing up. We have a 2 yr old granddaughter, which we are very blessed & fortunate to be able to watch while their parents are at work, and I hope that we can bring wonderful memories for her when she grows up. Thank you so much for sharing...take really good care...stay safe!
Glad you enjoyed it - more to come.
I just discovered your channel - fascinating, and good stuff!
Thank you Richard . Im off to the gymn now but will watch the rest when i get back 😊
I believe Everything happens for a reason which is why I have found your channel. So far I can relate to everything I've seen and heard on your channel. Truly beginning to wonder if we aren't related a few generations back🤣💜
You have just made memories of my childhood come flooding back to me listening to you.Good and bad.
Hello fellow black cat person! Mine is Rascal, who is yours?!🙋♀️🐱
Rory
Great story, looking forward to the next ...
Fascinating... loved it Richard! can’t wait for part 2
Oh yes, please do carry on with your story Richard.
Look forward to more, thanks for sharing :)
Yes, more please Richard.
Hello Richard, i really enjoyed that video. Would most definitely like to see more of these videos,very interesting. Cowplain, only a stones throw from where i live as you know. Thanks Richard.👍🏻
You are a great communicator.
Looking forward to the next episode
Hi Richard
Yes please do continue to tell us your story
As you say everybody has a really interesting story to tell
I don’t have any children but I’ve been encouraging friends who have to make recordings of the reminiscences from their lives for the family to pass down
Meanwhile I’ve been writing up my own life history. Without any offspring this isn’t really for me to post onto anybody it’s more for me to read when I get Really old and dotty and can’t remember who I am!!
Oh how interesting. If you are up to it, would love to hear more memories, your context of memories so interesting. Thank you very much, friend...
More to come.
Wow I have followed you for quite a while . you have a fantastic way of getting a point across and its amazing hearing of your life story. Wishing you all the love, health and happiness and thank you. Keep the good stuff coming my friend...
Be success and have a nice life.
Great - stories are mind-glowingly important. There's a book on the importance of stories by a guy called Daniel Taylor; very good read.
More! Yes please Richard, I love life stories and autobiographical stuff. Your walks are great and very well presented, even the recces. (Think there's a spelling mistake there) 🙂
Thanks, will do!
Your story is fascinating, Richard. I was also a loner at school.
I was born in '63 too! Yes please carry on Richard, great stuff.
Loved it.... thank you for your generosity, it's very inspiring.
Yes,I hope you do a second part!🤠🐴
Oh yes - if people are interested, I shall do that. :)
I liked listening to that, I would like to see more, I mean you have started now so it would be nice to finish and complete the story. Great one
Thanks Richard. That is a great idea for a video.
Glad you liked it
Thanks Richard; Very interesting Please keep going with the rest
Yes more please, always interested! Funny that I too lived in Horsham not far from Hillside - I moved with my parents there from Littlehampton in 1956 but I came down to Worthing in 1969. Although we didn't really overlap in Horsham we are back in the same town now (and our first house was very near yours). I am sure my fascination with the past has been influenced by things I was told and places I knew as a child. I look forward to hearing more of your story.
How extraordinary!
Yes please Richard. Would love to hear the next part of your life. :)
Would love to hear your story! Been enjoying your walks and historical info videos every much!
Awesome, thank you!
@@RichardVobes Sorry for rambling..but a great howdy to Martin,Harriet,Julia,and wee Lola! Hope all are fine.
I was wanting to hear your story Richard Volbes and I do want to hear more.
Will do! :)
One of my earliest memories also relates to styles. We were taken for a walk (up Denne Hill in Horsham) that involved climbing over a few styles, which was an incredibly exciting aspect to the walk as a 4 year old.
I too have an old scar between my eyebrows from when I took a short flight over the handlebars of my tricycle onto a piece of concrete holding the base of a defunct gas light.
Oooh nasty!
Thank you ❤
Fascinating, Richard. I like a good tale and I enjoyed listening to everything you had to say. Im a Hampshire man too, born and brought up in Southampton and as I'm older than you, I guess that I have an interesting life to tell, but I doubt that I will. :) Take care...
You should.
I also was born in liss the Grange in 1963. Still live in liss love it.
How marvelous!
Yes, please carry on!
I think it's a lovely idea Richard, I'd love to hear stories of your memories. ☺👍
Noted!
I do agree that it's everything we surround our little ones with that will stay with them the rest of their lives. I visited this family farm from the age of 5 years, it's where my grandfather (I never knew him) was the village headmaster, and my father grew up here. As a Worthing girl aged five I just loved everything on the farm and married the son, our Dad's had been at the village school together. I've been here in Warwickshire ever since. My husband and I are determined that our grandchildren have the same kind of childhood that he did. On a daily basis they immerse themselves in trains, dogs, ponies, football etc. Most of all they are so loved.
Yes I would like to hear more please. I also was born in 1963 and would like to compare lives.
Hi Richard, I am just catching up with your podcasts since started following you few months ago. Just to say I am few years older than you but there were GCE s back then as well as CSE s. Love your podcasts by the way, agree with all your output.
Very interesting, Richard, as I knew it would be! Looking forward to part 2!
A style is a symbol of a simpler time.
I enjoyed listening to your life story and I've no doubt the second installment will also be interesting. I am six months pregnant and I will enjoy telling my son about my life when he is older. The most interesting thing about me is that I was born in a pub in Bow in the East End of London because my mother could not get to a hospital in time. My parents have told me the scene was quite dramatic and I hope that I give birth in a hospital. Most births are fine but it is still better to deliver a baby in a hospital.
I have three children. The first was born in hospital. The other two were deliberate home births. I wish all three had been born at home. It was wonderful.
@@RichardVobes There is something old-fashioned about home births :) It depends on what you want. It doesn't have to be in a hospital but it can be better sometimes if there are complications.
Really interesting yes please do more.
I'm always interested in other people's stories. As you say, everyone has a story, and every one is interesting, (except mine probably!)
very interesting richard i was a bit of a loner now and still now thats why i live full time in van life as a lone wolf davey
I wrote a story about my life a christ present my son bought for Christmas this was called Storyworth a company in the US my son paid a year's subscription, asking me questions each week, this would be a chapter, this was printed in hard cover so quite proud of my book, I'll write another but will have it printed in the UK
Great advice!👍
Your stories will trigger memories in other peoples lives Sometimes these memories will have been forgoitten. They may be a mixture of good or bad, but as an adult we can look at them objectivly through adult eyes and if theyre good we can reclaim them and if theyre bad we can revisit them with adult eyes and maybe if necedsary get counsel for them.
Sounds fun & interesting.
Def want to hear more
Very nice and interesting, please carry on.
Thank you, I will
Yes very interesting!
Good story teller thanks
Definitely would like you to continue your story. I live in Hove now but if I had to choose between living by the sea or in the countryside the countryside would win hands down.
thoroughly enjoyed your vlog. Surprised me how similar our early lives paralleled each other. I.e. sand pit. Papier Mache puppets, scare on the forehead (in my case I fell into the sitting room fire great) etc.
Oh wow!
Yes please!
Interesting history Chap. My earliest relative I trace back is Matthew Ottaway born in 1656 Berthersden, Ashford Borough, Kent, England. He died 13 June 1728 at Smarden, Ashford Borough, Kent and is buried at St. Michael the Archangel Churchyard. Matthew's wife was Sarah Bunce Ottaway born 1658 and died 26 January 1706 and is buried at St. Michael as well. Now, Sarah's father was Thomas Bunce born 1638 in Ashford Borough, died in 1714 at Spitalfields, London Borough of Tower Hamlets, Greater London, England being buried at St. Dunstan and All Saints Churchyard. So I'm 12 generation from Thomas Bunce. So much English heritage here in the USA. Eaglegards...
How fascinating.
Have a wonderful day sir.yes it’s true sir I have a lot memories when I was young.i was born in a small town called little Alaska of the phillipines.i want to share with you but it’s a long story but very interesting.next time I tell you I write it down in a small pad to write you but where can I send you the letter.thank you so much .god bless you and your family.
I didn't believe one word of this, Richard is weaving a right old tale of his early life. 1963 ya right. Will look forward to were this tale will take us in Part Two. I have images of Richard clambering over a stile a la gainsborough painting with rosey-cheeked children looking over from afar. The less-said about Richard's parents late night parties with him and his sister cowering under the bedclothes the better!! 😉😉
Cheeky!
@@RichardVobes sorry couldn't resist, love it
Oh yes do tell more! This is an idea I have been thinking of doing , I went out a while ago and took photos of where I was born and the different houses I have lived my life in. I had the idea to tell my story with words and pictures for my children and grandchildren for the future if they might be interested!
yes I still have a coffee table scar above my eyebrow from when I was a toddler. 😄
Interesting to hear your memories , being the same age as your self I can relate to the time periods . Some people are not always comfortable as a team player I always preferred sports where you competed as an individual and your losses or victories were down to you .If forced into team sports I'd prefer to be the goal keeper or bowler.
I liked being a defender on the worst side so i didn't have to do much when it came to being made to play football, which I hated.
I'm sure a lot of us have memory's as kids of being sent up to bed and expected to go to sleep while our parents had a house party downstairs while numerous guests stumbled loudly up and down the stairs to use the loo.
I have followed your channel for several years and enjoyed them [and you] immensely. Being an American, though, you have always been an enigma. Are you someone known in England that I, as a foreigner, don't know? Or what? I appreciate your decision to relate a bit of your life to your viewers. Like the videos that you offered when you could only walk around your house and town, this allows me to know you a bit more. And, as I posted in a comment to an earlier video, I have ow started following your visits on Google map when I can determine where you are. [What three words helps. as an aside:renew.work.scout is me]. Please continue.
Oh I am not famous or well known. Just an ordinary chap really.
@@RichardVobes very modest of you to say.
Thank you Richard. I jokingly told my wife you were once Vin Diesel's stunt double and she believed me without question!!! atb snack.
That is awesome!
Saw you in west chit last week by the church wanted to say hi but corona virus and all
Another time then :)
By all means, tell us more! I was interested to hear about your Wikipedia page, and had a look. Great! You know you've "arrived" when you have one of those! You seem to be one of those people who has a story to tell!
My father planned to make some kind of autobiography, to tell about what he did and what happened in his life, but he died unexpectedly at age 46, so that was out. Since his own father had died at age 40, again unexpectedly (both had undiagnosed heart conditions -- that I fortunately didn't inherit), I decided that I would write my life story and try to keep it up to date over the years. Not that anything truly interesting has happened to me -- from anyone else's perspective, anyway.
You never know - it is probably interesting to others.
I think comparing notes on our childhood is important. Like me you will have griwn uo with family who servedc in the war. We used to have card nights where we would okay cards for match sticks or pennies and just chat. I grew up listening to stories of the war and the fact they were horrible times but people pulled together.
But I think people are mote interested in your occupation.
Being alone… enjoy it while it lasts 😂😂😂