Archive | May 2011
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Scouting for Boys…
You see, I should have been a Cub Scout when I was a boy, but it rained that night and I never got to join. This holiday weekend has seen a huge gathering of the Scouting Association on a farmers field near the airport, its on the route to the hotel where half of my [...]
A photographic interlude
After a bit of rooting around in the garage on Saturday I have been busy with a scanner and can now bring photographic adornments to some of the stories previously told on this here blog in the style of those TV companies who just put on repeats on a bank holiday because they can’t be [...]
I was doing alright until the vet started to cry
We went to pick him up one Saturday morning, me and the two girls, they would have been 10 and 6 years old at the time and were so excited to be getting a new puppy, I warned them it was a long way away but even I didn’t realise just how far into the [...]
Video Saturday for Jake
Today is the first time since starting this blog that I am not writing it with a dog laying at my feet under the desk, for yesterday I took Jake the Golden Retriever to the vet for the last time, his nasal tumour and the infection that took over it finally won the battle for [...]
Stuff our dad said
The One About When We Went To America brought back to mind a few of the phrases that our dad was wont to use, particularly at times of high stress, like for instance when you tried to get him to spend money. The trip to America was supposed to be just for him and our [...]
A Trip to Disney
One of the blogs that I occasionally browse is the rather excellent http://vintagedisneylandtickets.blogspot.com/ which from time to time dates a post back to the period in ancient history when our family paid a visit to Disneyland in Anaheim, California. 1973 was the year, and how the hell did we manage to take a holiday in California in [...]
Unsuccessful birding…
So it was that PC Charlie Smith guided us innocents around the shite pubs of Leeds city centre in those 1970s weekend evenings that seem like yesterday but in fact are akin to my father speaking of the war years e’an while I was being guided around those pubs that I make mention of in [...]
The Rule of Sportsmen aka Big Daft Lads
OK, so it was Ryan Giggs, the man with too much money and solicitors who were willing to sue 70,000 individual Twitter users, the man who rather than deny having a dalliance with some reality TV bint tried to keep his name out of the press by means of the English legal system, and then [...]
…in which I do not name a famous footballer
Has there ever been a more pointless use of the law than the series of super-injunctions that famous sex maniacs have recently paid upwards of £50,000 to achieve ? You know, those injunctions that only apply under English law so that every media site all over the world apart from English ones can name the [...]
