The Beatles came into my father’s shop once, or at least one or two of them did. They had done a gig the previous night and had brought in a film to be developed and printed. The point is that at that stage my father wouldn’t have known one of them from another so toContinue reading “Earning my pocket money”
Category Archives: My life
I must go down to the sea again
I distinctly remember when the wide, wet, salty sea and I became acquainted. It was a May day in 1955 and the Pierce family had arrived in Rhyl. I was five years old and would probably have got in the way of the men carrying our goods and chattels into the house. My mother decidedContinue reading “I must go down to the sea again”
School’s out
Most of the narrative here has been centred on school where friends (and a few foes) were made. Oddly enough my life outside school was just as busy, in fact more so. From 1960 to the time I left Rhyl in 1972 my life outside school centred round horse-riding, sailing and treading the boards atContinue reading “School’s out”
Friend or foe?
My entry into the world of secondary education clearly brought me into touch with many new people, mostly my own age and it was a time of new friendships. Some were casual and in the main based on presence in school. These especially came from science lessons as you were often partnered with someone toContinue reading “Friend or foe?”
Swinging Sixties – not quite yet
The 60s for me were a period of growing up. Nowadays they call it the Swinging Sixties but it didn’t swing from day one. From what I have gathered that is also when teenagers began, even though Bill Haley had tried to introduce the term six years earlier without much success, or so I haveContinue reading “Swinging Sixties – not quite yet”
From big fish to little tiddlers
From timid little infants at Christ Church CP School Roger and I had come a long way to reach the pinnacle of Standard IV with Phyllis Owen as our main teacher. Two things happened in the Spring of 1961 and they were both to have a big influence on my future. Roger was involved inContinue reading “From big fish to little tiddlers”
Friendship
As we moved up in primary school there was a subtle change in friendships as school friends and out of school friends began to merge. Two things defined this change. One was Saturday morning cinema at the Odeon when you met your school friends on a weekend. The other thing was learning to ride aContinue reading “Friendship”
You need friends
When do we first make friends and is that first friend always a friend for life, or are later friends really better friends? I have often spoken on Facebook and elsewhere about my lifelong friend Roger Steele. Roger was not my first friend, however, although our friendship lasted the longest. No, my first friendship wasContinue reading “You need friends”
Where have all the young men gone?
What still lay ahead of us when this picture was taken? It was 1962/63 and this is part of the long school picture taken at the Grammar School on Grange Road, Rhyl, North Wales. This is the red brick old building before the barbarians managed to raze it to the ground. I know the yearContinue reading “Where have all the young men gone?”
Home again
Some of us are born, grow up and die in the one town. Others leave home and take a new path in life. The three people in this picture are a mixture and the common denominator is North Wales. Just to set the scene – this picture was taken on the 7th day of theContinue reading “Home again”
Robin's Nest 