My best friend

By: roughseasinthemed

Mar 13 2011

Category: Animals, Childhood, Dogs


Moving swiftly back about 20 years from the last photo I posted to my very early days at school.

It’s obviously spring, so I’m around four, or five, or say six at the most.

This is one of those rare photos where I look vaguely relaxed at having my pic taken – and the only ones where I ever look like that are with my best friend Tarquin.

We were much the same age, my parents got him about six months after I was born. He was of course, a pedigree boxer, as my parents were rather aspirational. In the absence of brothers and sisters or nearby schoolfriends, Tarquin, Wizard of Skelder, was always there for me to play with, to talk to, and console me when I was in trouble and had been a naughty girl.

He was the hero in my bedtime stories. Whenever my dad told me a story – Good Dog Tarquin would always come to the rescue.

When it was time for me to walk down the path at coming home time, he would be jumping on his chair to look for me out of the kitchen window. The chair had to be reupholstered more than once because of his claws digging holes in the fabric.

And yet, the day he died, I never even noticed he was missing. We must both have been into double figures by then, and I was full of school stuff, whether it was boys or homework or gossip I have no idea.

My parents eventually plucked up the courage to ask if I wondered where he was. Then they told me.

Still feel guilty to this day that I hadn’t missed him.

Fashion details:
Navy blue (winter) school uniform, little knitted kilt thing and cardigan with light blue bands. Looks like I’d ripped the the shirt and tie off. Beige socks and Start-Rite shoes. I think they were my indoor ones. It was the sort of school where you had indoor and outdoor shoes and woe betide you when you forgot your shoebag on Monday morning.

Long, blonde and pony tail, no doubt with a navy blue ribbon.


9 comments on “My best friend”

  1. love the old sepia pictures… you were a little cutie xOoops just realised I am logged in as SnP lol~Bren


  2. The photo is very charming. Tarquin is handsome, I have always admired Boxers. And you look so pretty too. This is not all about me, so will save the tale about my cat, who I too, never missed, and felt guilty about afterwards.My first comment which disappeared was much better than this one! But how lovely as an only child, you had such a good friend in Tarquin.Also had to laugh at the memories of indoor and outdoor shoes and the shoe bag! We had the same procedure at my school.J x


  3. that’s a bit of a time travel down memory lane.
    enjoyed this story.
    the only shoes that i changed at school was for PE, and they were what we called runners (Americans call them sneakers, not sure what you’d call them in the UK) and they stayed in a locker that i still remember the combination number for.
    there was dog in my childhood for one summer only. a border collie, Lady we called her. for some reason or other she was passed on to a family with a huge property out in the country. certainly not with my permission. as the car drove off with her, i will never forget the look in her eyes as she sat in the car looking back at me.
    never had another dog, but border collies are still among my faves.


    • gym shoes/gym pumps – don’t know if people still wear them

      otherwise tennis pumps and trainers

      bad enough giving toys away – but a dog?!!!!

      I’m sure you’ll see Jasper and Little Sal appear on Vic’s Pics blog before long


  4. love this; he looks just like Punch


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