
Monday Memories: Beginnings #1 – A Country Walk
The young woman . . . thinks it was a mistake to bring her mother on this expedition to inspect the cottage. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #1 – A Country Walk
The young woman . . . thinks it was a mistake to bring her mother on this expedition to inspect the cottage. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #1 – A Country Walk
The genteman with Parkinson’s ceased attending the group. A couple of years later he came to me with plans for another book. He had been researching his ancestry in County Clare and had discovered that a female relative was among … Continue reading Monday Memories: Life After Retirement #5 – I Learn About the Famine
We had . . . sufficient equity in the house to enable us to purchase the flat outright. Continue reading Monday Memories – Birth of the Liberal Democrats
I “worked” every seventh weekend and one bank holiday each year. The seven annual bank holidays were rotated so that, in theory and for example, we only had to do Christmas Day once every seven years. Continue reading Monday Memories – Into the Eighties #1
He was one of the few people I met who was open in his contempt for Africans – he usually referred to them as ‘Kaffirs’ – and would pontificate about them and their perceived short comings at length given half a chance. Continue reading Monday Memories – South Africa Pt.3
I was shocked to discover, when I looked on-line for a photograph of The Convoy, that it has been demolished to be replaced by eight houses. It was, in the 1970s, a friendly local venue where neighbours socialised. I guess it’s a sign of the times that such places have fallen into disuse. Continue reading Monday Memories – 1971 – called to the bar