Vintage

“Turn out the lights, and close the door.” I was once asked – can’t remember by who now – what exactly is a vintage fair, as opposed to an antiques one? And to be honest, I struggled to form an answer. Vintage seems to be one of those things that’s morphed into including all pre-ownedContinue reading “Vintage”

FAREWELL TO THE SKYLARK Part Three.

“Time to say……..Goodbye.” In the first few days of the New Year 2021, that which I had feared for so long was going to happen did happen, when Elaine died. One of the consequences of her death was that ownership of her pick-up truck, aka The Skylark, passed to me. It was the third truckContinue reading “FAREWELL TO THE SKYLARK Part Three.”

                                                       FAREWELL TO THE SKYLARK, Part Two.

                                                    “You might be surprised my son.” Although this is, in the most part, a stand- alone story it does follow on directly from Skylark part one, so it will make more sense if you read part one before reading this.                                              ******************************************** Elaine and I had recently purchased the Nissan pick-up that, unbeknown toContinue reading ”                                                       FAREWELL TO THE SKYLARK, Part Two.”

Farewell to the Skylark- Part 1

 I had originally intended this post to be a one-off concerning just the one particular truck, but soon came to realise that I was restricting myself far too much in this way. So, though the loss of the ‘Skylark’ remains the primary story, I have expanded it to cover a number of vehicles over threeContinue reading “Farewell to the Skylark- Part 1”

                                                                 OTHER SIDES.

Firstly I would like to thank all those who sent their congratulations to Marilyn and myself on news of our becoming engaged. So many nice comments, via the blog itself, Elaine’s Facebook pages or direct contact to me, thank you all. Life continues to move forwards, whether I’ve wanted it to or not, and alongContinue reading ”                                                                 OTHER SIDES.”

POLLY’S PYJAMAS… Part III.

I’ve just got back to the car park, Waitrose supermarket, thank God just a short walk (or hobble and roll in my case) from the surgery. I open the car door and thankfully flop sideways onto the drivers’ seat, there I get my breath for a few seconds before commencing the task of lifting eachContinue reading “POLLY’S PYJAMAS… Part III.”

POLLY’S PYJAMAS… Part One.

[Apologies for the prolonged silence. Life, and events outside of my control have been demanding my attention over these last few months. But I’m back now, and determined to continue writing, thank you!] Its’ 9am, a Tuesday morning and there are about a dozen people, including myself, scattered silently around this doctors waiting room. AllContinue reading “POLLY’S PYJAMAS… Part One.”