Archive | October 2011
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Rod the Medic and my part in his career choice.
He was certainly small, and yet at the same time, very loud. He is still small and yet, if at all possible, even louder, a little wider too. Rod the Medic, we see him over here a half dozen times of the year and Friday night was one of his visits, when he wasn’t outside [...]
Video Saturday – Keith West
Ah for the days when a young man could wear frilly shirts, hipster jeans and wide leather belts and be described as “groovy” and “trendy”, the days when you sold millions of records and got to appear on tv pop shows despite the fact that you only sing on half the track and some little [...]
Old People and their Houses and their Terribly Bad Interior Decor
OK, so back to old people and their awfully bad taste houses. So there I was browsing the state agent details for bungalows in this area, not that we are thinking of moving house, oh no, well, not yet anyway, but because our pension provision is now worth only a balloon and a goldfish from [...]
Old People, and their houses, but first my pension provision.
Why do old people have such bad taste when it comes to interior decor? I’ve been browsing the “Houses For Sale” web sites again, no we’re not thinking of moving again although come to think of it we’ve been in this house for four and a half years now which makes it almost the longest [...]
Is it only me that this happens to ?
25th October 1971, my maternal grandmother dies, a few days later we all go to the funeral and we end up back at the house of our cousin’s and the cousin who is now famous and appears regularly in those “celebrity” womens magazines, or at least as regularly as he can blag his way into [...]
Across the moors
Acrylic on box canvas 50cm x 40cm
Available for sale on http://garykitchen.artweb.com/
A new place to click
Oooh looky, a new site (work in progress) to sell my schizzle on … http://garykitchen.artweb.com/
A Sunday Larf – Still Game
Every now and again its still possible to stumble across a comedy programme that, because of the BBC’s regional production methods, has been hidden like a rare gem from the rest of the country, Still Game is one such thing, the life of Jack and Victor, two Glaswegian pensioners and life on the “scheme” where [...]
