It was whilst listening to the Richie Allen Show last night and I would recommend everybody to do so, it’s on Podomatic and his own website of Richie Allen.co.uk, did I start to fully realise what harm this governmental drive to jab and control the human race is having on […]
Retirement
The World Has Gone Fucking Mad!
I now understand the meaning of the word gobsmacked, the dictionary definition is flabbergasted or astounded. It is Sunday morning towards the end of October 2021, the world is trying its best to vanish up its own arse hole to escape the profundity of a thing they have called Covid. […]
Old Age
It is now almost eight weeks since I plighted my troth, eight weeks since I cut the nail and a piece of finger off my left index digit. Although the arrangement I had with my Selene I thought could get no better both finger and arrangement have improved considerably. First […]
What Is It?
Good morning and hello again. It is nearly seven weeks since I last posted. All of it taken up with preparation, actuality and recovery from my marriage to my beautiful Selene on 13th August 2021. Some people might think in this modern age how stupid we were whereas others might […]
Poor Phil Is Dead. “That Is No Country For Old Men”
Well poor old Phil is dead. He died yesterday 9th April 2021 two months short of his 100 years. Would Lizzie have written to him then as is her want with centenarians or would she think she has said enough in their 74 year married life? Do you know I […]
Out of Darkness Into Loving Light
As most of you will know Helen my dear wife of nearly 44 years passed away on Christmas Day 2016 and what followed was six months of darkness, loneliness and absolute hell, poorly controlled by foreign travel to England, Malta, Morocco, France, Belgium and Italy. Travel I thought might help […]
Fresh Lonely Air In Manchester – Part 4
My sojourn in Manchester is slowly coming to an end, two and a half days of authority induced mayhem whilst they arrest every man with a slight hue, give him a cup of tea, ask him how he is then release him. It is musical chairs time in Manchester Police […]
Fresh Lonely Air In Manchester – Part 3
After the bomb in central Manchester interrupted my advent into the city of my birth, I have settled down to write. What would have been a blog about finally coming to grips with my grief in the city where we courted and raised our family, is now an episodic story […]
Fresh Lonely Air in England – Part 2
I landed at Manchester Airport expecting tight security but saw nothing, it was possibly all centered in central Manchester where the explosion had happened 24 hours earlier. Thoughts of Helen had been overtaken by circumstances but Daughter 3 was dutifully awaiting as I walked out of the terminal to a […]
Fresh Lonely Air In England – Part 1
It is now 148 days since Helen died. I am off to England for a day or two to celebrate the 90th birthday of a very active lady. The question I have asked myself time and again is why. 67 is young these days, Helen had always been fit and […]