I decided that it was long passed time I changed the appearance of my site. This is Gazette. Before I start tweaking it, I’d love to know what you think of it. Tell me in the comments or respond to this poll: https://app.crowdsignal.com/polls/10491793/edit?msg=saved Continue reading A New Look – tell me what you think.
The decision to leave Saunders Valve Company was taken with some reluctance. I had worked there for a total of 7 ½ years, including my 5 year apprenticeship. I had, by then, several good friends among the ex-apprentices of my … Continue reading Monday Memories – Decisions and Consequences: #2 Leaving Hereford
I did not discuss the matter with anyone. Least of all my mother, who I knew would object as it did not fit with her ambitions and expectations for me. Continue reading Monday Memories – Decisions and Consequences: #1 Adult Responsibilities
Summer 1961 brings me full circle, to the point where I started these Monday Memories Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #16 – Closing the Circle.
I protested my innocence. In this I was encouraged by our practical joker who insisted I raise the, by now full, mug so that the woman could see the Woolworths logo on the base. Continue reading Monday Memories – Beginnings #15: Missing the Bus
The job required very little thought so it was easy to permit my mind to wander. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #14 – The World of Work
It was agreed that I would start on the eighth of August. I spent the next 3 weeks working on the largest farm in the village. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnnings #13 – Getting a Job
I wrote two completely inadequate essays in the time allowed, one of which I destroyed. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #12 – Growing Up
Years later that incident was the inspiration for my book “Summer Day” in which a boy runs away with his sick dog, determined to prevent his father shooting it. Continue reading Monday Memories – Beginnings #11: Big Change Happens
And then there were “twitzers”. This required the victim to hold his hand out with finger tips together and pointing skywards. The edge of the ruler would then be brought down with some force momentarily numbing the finger tips of the victim. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #10 – Extra-curricular