Although family history is based on provable facts it does not mean you should ignore individual memories or family stories which have been handed down orally over generations. A senior member of a family, a grandparent born in the 1930s or 40s could give you a direct link to someone alive during the reign ofContinue reading “Great Aunt Fanny could tell you a tale or two about the olden days”
Category Archives: My life
If you want to get ahead get a hat, or two, or four, or even more
Who among you has never collected things – from cigarette cards to Pokemon cards; postage stamps to old coins; autographs to train numbers? You may even have become a collector by accident, or by just not throwing things away when other tastes change. There are even unconscious collectors. You buy a book and because youContinue reading “If you want to get ahead get a hat, or two, or four, or even more”
Getting off on the wrong foot as my cinematic world turns upside down
The first day at a new job, or even, when I was a lot younger, a new school, never bothered me. Even interviews were not a problem because I always took the attitude that if I didn’t get this job then there’d be another one coming along soon. Mind you my first day as anContinue reading “Getting off on the wrong foot as my cinematic world turns upside down”
Walking into a lion’s den and out again with a smile on my face
The blue plaque on a building in South Street, Mayfair, which was once the headquarters of the Rank Organisation. It was a delight to pick my old Morris Minor up and it didn’t take me long to drive from Colchester to Basildon where I was greeted by the three young ladies in my life. Sarah,Continue reading “Walking into a lion’s den and out again with a smile on my face”
A brief break in my old haunts then home again, home again, jiggity jig
After the tour it was a change to have a good Sunday roast with my parents and a very comfortable bed to sleep in that night, but no rest for the wicked, as they say, not that I consider myself wicked of course. Bright and early Monday morning, well not long after 9am, I wentContinue reading “A brief break in my old haunts then home again, home again, jiggity jig”
No more Izzy Wizzy it’s time for me to say ‘bye bye everybody, bye bye’
The time had finally come when The Sooty Show turned its back on the South and East and headed North – which for Harry and Sooty was really going home because Harry was a Yorkshireman to his boots, despite his time down in the West Country. We had six venues left on the tour butContinue reading “No more Izzy Wizzy it’s time for me to say ‘bye bye everybody, bye bye’”
You can never have enough when it comes to a collection of books
I was checking my collection of books recently and realised the number does not seem to have gone up or down in recent years, and as life goes on I find books I want to read now but know I still have books to be read. I do make good use of local charity shopsContinue reading “You can never have enough when it comes to a collection of books”
A blog is not a one-way street – so why not let me hear your ideas
Hello readers everywhere, and it does appear I have readers not just all over the country, but around the world as well. I do intend to get at least one post up every day, even though I did fail yesterday but hopefully I can catch up with two today or tomorrow. As you know IContinue reading “A blog is not a one-way street – so why not let me hear your ideas”
Quick trip to pick up gas lands my faithful Moggie back in the garage
We still had a few dates down South before heading North up the M1. As I said I had picked up my Moggie Minor from Harry’s place on a trip West and just felt happy to have it with me. One Thursday Harry asked me to collect some gas canisters which we used in theContinue reading “Quick trip to pick up gas lands my faithful Moggie back in the garage”
Which came first – the chicken or the egg; the tv series or the book?
I have just finished reading one of the best crime drama series, with more than a hint of humour, I have ever read and I have taken Holmes, Poirot, Morse and more into account. In this case, however, I was introduced to the sleuth and his sidekicks via the medium of television. Having read crimeContinue reading “Which came first – the chicken or the egg; the tv series or the book?”
Robin's Nest 