Category Reminiscence

I Survived the Seventies

It’s a small wonder that I survived the Seventies. But I lived to celebrate my 18th birthday in the early eighties with a slap up meal of scampi and chips. Phew! Here’s some of the life threatening hazards I encountered on…

Grandad in Fishtown

This is my grandad in Fishtown, part of Brixham where I live now. He was the  father of my dad, a well loved man in his lifetime. He’s been dead awhile now, since the late ’70s.  If he were alive…

Dangly Dolly

A lovely lady called Maisie lived next to my childhood home in ’70s Southend.  Ahead of her time she must have caught the decluttering bug way before Marie Kondo raised her head above the parapet.  She was always giving me…

Leonard Cohen

Four months into my blogging re-emergence and I’m surprised that I haven’t written about Leonard Cohen yet. He’s been a constant on my journey for a quarter of a century, first introduced to me by a friend. We used to…

Sheep

A random tweet that I saw the other day brought back a story from Louis’ early teenage years. It was nearing Christmas or a birthday and I was thinking about present buying. He needed a new phone pronto. The one…

Brixham UFO

When I went in search on Pixabay for a photo to illustrate today’s post I was after a real live Brixham UFO. But there wasn’t any. A few of the sceptics would say there’s a reason for that but I…