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Video Saturday – Gordon Lightfoot
Well we’re all getting older, its just that most of us have never written an iconic song and still have the balls to stand up and sing it on live TV at 70 years of age in front of posters of you as a younger man in your prime. Now what did your grandad do [...]
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Her Majesty has commanded me to inform you…
You see I’ve always enjoyed LS Lowry’s work and away from the most popular of his works, the stuff you see in Ikea and on chocolate box lids, the best of his work is in the museum dedicated to him at The Lowry Centre in Salford, particularly the dull old paintings done on old scraps of brown [...]
Grumpy Old Man – Petrol Stations, or are they ?
Last night I ventured into Headingley for a pre-arranged rendezvous with my former travelling companion Richard to reminisce about old times and collect a batch of sketches that we did on our travels 32 years ago – these drawings now represent the second oldest artwork of mine that I own, the oldest being a trademark cartoon [...]
Just the once, I disco danced…
I disco danced once. The thought returns at frequent intervals to haunt my sleeping hours and yet those nightmare awakenings sitting bolt upright in the 3am darkness, babbling and shouting obscenities incoherently can never actually match the reality of … The married couples first dance. The Churchill Hotel, September 17th 1983, 7pm, the lights dim, [...]
Disco Dancing, why I and it do not get along
Disco dancing Why do I loath thee so ? I have a motto which lends a little to a disco song that has led (so far) to a fulfilling life, “don’t drink, don’t smoke, don’t dance, I’m gonna live forever”. Ok, so I now partake of alcohol from time to time again, man cannot live [...]
Quite a little tycoon I was…
“I’m not quite sure about this you know…” my mother had her doubts, I could tell, you could tell by that worried look on her face, she had her doubts. “Not quite sure about what ?” my father didn’t have much patience with my mother, to be fair he did have a point, she was [...]
Quality Fruit & Veg is so hard to find these days…
You know, its at times like this that I like nothing better than to sit back in a favourite armchair, turn on some relaxing music, the sort that you can buy in Garden Centres, those ones where you press a button to listen to birdsong, or dolphins, or The Sounds of the Ocean, those ones, [...]
Presents for my mother…
Top Ten memorable presents that I bought my mother, and in true Pick of The Pops fashion, its in reverse order… 10. The lace tablecloth, we all know about the lace tablecloth and its three almost matching napkins, its written here. I thought it was rather nice actually, and very expensive of course, feel the [...]
The X rated plates
As well as buying her a lace tablecloth that she didn’t really need but treasured anyway, I bought my mother, in Rhodes, two decorated Greek plates to hang on the wall of the bungalow in Wrenbury Avenue, as if we’d gone all cosmopolitan. She could show off to my posh Auntie Doris is what I [...]
The Greek tablecloth
It was our last day in Rhodes, we scoured the market for gifts to take home to family, Richard and I, traveller pals we were, holidaying in Greece in 1979 at a time when most wouldn’t venture beyond Whitley Bay, “Rhodes?” they’d said to me with puzzled faces when I told them at work, “Where’s [...]
Surely it can’t be the same Buckley …
You know when you board an aircraft, a big commercial jet liner, one that belongs to a national branded airline, one that you’d recognise in an instant, The Worlds Favourite Airline, that sort of thing. And when you’re sat, or wedged, into your seat and there’s hustle and bustle all around as people sort their [...]
