Tribute Transgression

In yesterday’s prose Gerchta I penned my tribute to one half of the band Chas & Dave, who sadly passed over the weekend. An offering where I penned of a fondness for the older tunes, deeply rooted in songs of traditional London pub knees ups, bequeathed by Chas Hodges and Dave Peacock. As with the…

Gerchta

Over the weekend, I was sad to read of the passing of Chas & Dave pianist Chas Hodges. Hodges, one half of the London pair who in the 1980’s taught us when it comes to a vacation, “You can keep the Costa Brava, I tell you mate I’d rava have a day darn Margate wiv…

Seeking A Forwarding Address

Saturday 5th May – It would have been my dad’s birthday today – The first since his passing last October. Ordinarily on this day, we’d visit him with perennial presents of a bottle of merlot, along with  a CD to embellish his eclectic collection. Despite always receiving this predictable pairing of gifts, we knew we…

Open Your Eyes, Look Up To The Skies…

Sunday 29th April – Spent yesterday evening watching a Freddie Mercury tribute act at the local cricket club. The likeness to the late Queen front man was incredible, especially the facial hair, strutting gait and protruding proboscis – And that was just my wife Karen!…… The guy onstage also had a look of Mercury. When…

NON TIMEO SED CAVEO

Yesterday’s service, cremation and wake for my father proceeded as successfully as these melancholic occasions can do. Much to the appreciation of his brood, over 100 people congregated in my parent’s village church to celebrate the life of our much loved family head, some making a 200 mile round trip to pay their respects. As the consequence of…

Raising A Glass

I didn’t feel compelled to sit down and pen my daily thoughts yesterday. The darkness of the place I found myself following the passing of my father overnight prohibiting any creative want……. On reflection, perhaps grieving alone in the cupboard under the stairs wasn’t such a good idea after all. Our beloved family head passed away peacefully…

The Anchor’s Away, Hamish

Eight years ago today legendary CBS anchor-man Walter Cronkite passed away. A genial, erudite man he was once dubbed ‘the most trusted man in America’, leading to him being allowed to chaperone Richard Nixon’s ego while vacationing in Galveston. Evidently, though, Cronkite was unimpressed with the most trusted man accolade; deeming it an insignificant due to lack of competition at the time. Although…

Woodhouse Man

Woodhouse man Brick house foundations bestowed upon brood Deterring villainous wolf attentions Encouraging predator to seek less secure footings. Woodhouse man Proud gentleman of white rose burgh Undemonstrative, periphery your comfort zone Unperturbed at allowing the less worthy centre stage. Woodhouse man In a shithouse world Your gifts greater than the guinea or sovereign Humanity, security, caring and selflessness thine riches bestowed. Woodhouse…

To My Mother, My Dog & Clowns

I’ve been concerned about my wife’s health today. She’s appeared jaded, of impaired mobility and exhibited a grey pallor around the gills. Her poorly look led me to thoughtfully (I thought) suggest she leave the pile of ironing she is vainly striving to conquer.  I recommended she sit down and relax in an attempt to…