Groucho’s Philosophy

Mustn’t Grumble

It’s Good Friday – A time when christians around the globe ordinarily congregate to mark the crucifixion of Christ – The son of God condemned to death by Pontus Pilate at the request of the Sanhedrin. Jesus’ alleged crime that of claiming to be the King of the Jews, along with a lesser trumped-up charge…

As Sure As Eggs Is Eggs

I’m back in Leeds after a three night hiatus in Dunstable in the company of two old friends; brothers in arms of whom I wrote yesterday in Pineapple Days. A sojourn, which among the events arranged, saw me re-united with several former work mates/colleagues during a surprise retirement presentation for a long-standing buddy of mine (Alan). The…

Pineapple Days

It was a bond initially forged in September 1983. This 20 year guy, slender of build, whimsical of persona deciding to end his capricious relationship with a financial clerical role, moving into hallowed computer hall at British Coal’s Gateshead head offices.  The previously unfulfilling work mistress dispensed with for a new employment amour of computer operations. A…

Biting The Bullet

It’s midday on Wednesday and I’ve spent the last hour or so fitting an integrated fridge into our kitchen units. A job elongated by over cautiousness from never undertaking this type of task before; not to mention the onerous job of locating the necessary tools among the boxes of DIY detritus adorning my garage shelves….

Happy Valley 2 – The Sequel

In yesterday’s narrative Happy Valley I touched upon some of the characters I worked with when starting my first job as a wet behind the ears sixteen year old boy***. Tales from the National Coal Board (NCB) north east area offices in Gateshead. *** – It was my fault as I’d not taken a brolly to counter…

Patience Required

Post-heart attack I’ve unsurprisingly striven to avoid situations that’ll raise my blood pressure. Consequently, I’m currently staying clear of listening to/watching Leeds United games, listening to/watching Leeds Rhino rugby league matches, exposure to England Test crickets encounters and (apart from writing) numerous other avenues of pleasure. I’m also attempting to stay clear of my wife…

I’ll Give You A Clue!

“I’ll give you a clue, he won the medal while riding a horse.”  Well-meaning words from the question master to myself and team mate. His attempt to assist our floundering efforts at answering his question “At what sport did Sweden’s Anders Garderud win a gold medal at the 1976 Montreal Olympic Games?” It was the…

Tuffy Hardcase & The Rhum Deal

Thursday 17th May – I’m sat writing this monologue at the salon of my mum’s hairdresser. My attendance here that of dutiful son patiently awaiting to drive his mater home post-haircut. Despite me being firmly entrenched in middle-age, mum feel moved to promise me a bag of M&S Peppa Pig candies if I’m a good…