Old Ealing comedies – Comfort films that, if I wasn’t outdoors playing a habitual game of football or cricket with pals, eased me through Sunday afternoons in childhood. Bestowals from a West London studio, whose post WWII peak offerings blessed movie goers with celluloid classics such as ‘Man in The White Suit’, ‘Passport to Pimlico’,…
Month: October 2018
Excitement on the X27
I had course to admonish myself yesterday afternoon – A consequence of becoming disturbed at almost undertaking a truly pitiful act. A brain burp truly hammering home this middle-aged northern Englishman needs to re-evaluate his views on what constituted cool. Proof, if proof were needed, the excitement plateau on which my life currently perches is…
If You Can’t See My Mirrors……
Early this week, on departing the M1 at junction 46*** I was close enough to the cargo lorry in front to read it’s warning of ‘If you can’t see my mirrors I can’t see you‘. A message I felt moved to idiosyncratically add as a mission statement on my Facebook profile. Doing so in the…
Emoji Confusion
Emojis – The animated little pictures added to our text messages or social media postings when we can’t be arsed to type the word(s) which the graphic represents. Although a labour saving option adding colour and whimsy to an electronic communication, if the recipient isn’t very ‘street’ some of the pictures meanings can be baffling….
He’s The Double Of His Dad!
Yesterday, during a conversation about facial resemblances of fathers and sons, an acquaintance commented that among the offspring apples that haven’t rolled far from the paternal tree was Charlie Caroili Jr. The entertainer who followed pater Charlie Caroili senior into business as a circus clown. I didn’t ask, but I’m assuming this friend was alluding…
Kris’ Selfless Legacy
Ordinarily, I don’t watch breakfast TV magazine shows. Indifference to celebrity gossip, unashamed self publicity of guest’s new books and show biz ‘idols’ showing similar indifference in reporter Dan Wootton’s selfies, negating my desire to pay it much mind. This morning, though, I was glued to a segment of ITV’s Lorraine show, featuring a remarkably…
Pigeon Full English
During today’s breakfast, I was greeted with views of five wood pigeons feasting on the berry strewn pyracantha situated at the starboard side of my garden. As these birds and I dined, me on baked bean covered crumpets and the avians on the evergreen shrub’s orange fruit, it struck me what miserable birds pigeons are….
Hope Springs Eternal
I’ve just returned from my inaugural visit to The Springs Retail/Entertainment Park at Thorpe Park, Leeds. A wondrous emporium of clothing, food and coffee provision, bequeathed to this fair metropolis by our corporate masters, innovative architects and a cosmopolitan cast of craftsman. Men who’ve worked around the clock, missing numerous Leeds United games on TV…
Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head
Teaming rainfall ensured the team of MacMillan volunteer marshals at the Yorkshire Marathon, of which I was a member, received a thorough soaking this morning…… Perhaps, there’s something in the old adage ‘no good deed goes unpunished’ after all. Although, I somehow doubt it! To steal a quote oft utilised by an old acquaintance, who…