It took me more than an hour loading this up and I've had all kids of trouble so I hope that at least some one will look at this. We went to the marine museum today. My pictures.
He was so real, that the kids were afraid of him and I almost too. He is made of wax.
The snuff is running down his nose.
Women working with the salted cod or baccalau
Dried fish.
My grandparents used to make nets like those to get extra money when I was very small. I remember it well and the needles that were used.
The fish plants in the 60´s and in this very same house where the museum is, was a fish plant which I worked at in the summers when I was a teenager from the age of 14.
The seaman's wife alone with the kids.
The seaman's home. Where the wife was alone with the kids for maybe 3 months at the time. I knew such homes as I had two uncles who were seamen and sailed abroad. This is in the 50's and 60's
In the seaman's home.
An equipment to pick berries, berry juice and jam. In the Seaman´s home.
Hanged fish.
Where the deck hands slept.
The North Atlantic can be very ruff.
We sold and sell salted cod to Spain. This is how it was done in the old days,before my time. It was dried out in the sun.
I remember boats like this one, where I lived by the sea in the west side of town.
There was an exhibition of paintings there and I just liked this one. People by the bus.
This painting shows the boom years when people worked in the herring. Many people found this an adventure.
Pier kids.



























