I called at my mum and dad's this morning. It was an unsettling first ten minutes or so at their modest detached abode on the outskirts of Leeds. When I say modest I don't mean it is small, I'm referring to the fact it doesn't like to brag about its part in Leeds United winning... Continue Reading →
I Didn’t Know It Was Swearing Mum!!
A few days back I relayed recollections from my young childhood. While I mulled over a topic for today's prose my wife Karen, who'd enjoyed that prose, suggested I journal further memories from the same era........... Only funny ones this time. To be honest, what she really said “Was it you who ate that last Kit... Continue Reading →
Sinatra Sings But Walt Disnae!
On this day 1971 Walt Disney World was opened in Orlando, Florida. It was a day of excitable kids, colourful characters, mixing with goofy, a rollercoaster ride of emotions and constantly dipping into dad’s wallet. That’s how my mum remembers that day at our Low Fell home anyway! …….. I’ve no idea what Disney World... Continue Reading →
Oh Mr Porter, What Shall I Do?!
It’s 6th September already. This year is absolutely flying it only seems like yesterday that it was 5th September. Today is my mum’s birthday. She is in esteemed company as she shares the same birth date as Basil Brush’s minder, an extra from Coronation Street and French engraver Eve Luquet. The day she was born... Continue Reading →
Have You Seen My Brown Shoes Marg?
Former US swimmer Mark Spitz made history on this day in 1972, when he became the first person to win seven gold medals in a single Olympiad, in Munich. To add further kudos to his feat, not only did he win the gold medals but he also set a new world record in each of... Continue Reading →
My Bruvver
Apparently it's National Brothers Week! To celebrate I forwarded the picture below to my brother Ian. The picture was taken in the early 1970’s and it captures the image of when we famously caught a milk bottle whilst net fishing in Oban! At the time it was the largest freshwater bottle ever caught in Scottish... Continue Reading →
Poohsticks Winnie? ….. Read On!
I had my weekly telephone chat with my brother Ian this morning. As we live around 100 miles apart we don’t get to meet in person often, so we have a catch up on the phone every Saturday. He’s a right bald git but he’s my bro and I love him. During today’s conversation we... Continue Reading →