The appearance of a flyer on my front doormat on the first of October made me realise how very much Christmas has become degraded. A local restaurant was advertising Christmas lunches and dinners at reasonable rates, presumably to kick off about now, I haven’t checked because it is not Christmas yet. Christmas for the elderly… Continue reading Phantom Christmas
Month: October 2007
Odds and Ends, 4
Irony In High Places Stormont is our seat of Devolved Government in Northern Ireland. It is there our elected representatives determine what is good for us. There are some, with an extreme Republican brief, who wish to and are allowed to conduct their affairs in Irish, to the annoyance of the majority which either has… Continue reading Odds and Ends, 4
Belfast ’61 to ’69. The Iveco Motor-Home
When I retired we thought I would fix up a towing van but it was beyond it. we went looking for a replacement, and finally decided on a motor-home, telephoned the character who had tendered for the repair of the caravan. I told him what I proposed but he said what I needed was what… Continue reading Belfast ’61 to ’69. The Iveco Motor-Home
Belfast 61 to 69, Caravans and Second Homes.
There is, rightly, concern for the loss of land to spec and council building. In the 30’s, in any industrial town, there was street after street of ‘two-up-two-down houses, full of people and children. – 75 to the acre, the legacy of the Industrial Revolution. In ’46 people were being housed in caravan parks and… Continue reading Belfast 61 to 69, Caravans and Second Homes.
Random Thoughts 44, Criticism.
Criticism often says more about the critic than the person or idea being criticised Every now and again it doesn’t do any harm to examine the reasons for what one does, in other words being self-critical. This then caused me to think of criticism in the round, and one of its attributes is that it… Continue reading Random Thoughts 44, Criticism.
Belfast ’61 to ’69, All about 15.
Buying 15 Having got Number 18 exactly as we wanted it, inside and out, it was obviously time to move. Sophie saw a board outside Number 15; virtually that was that, except for the protracted negotiations. leading nowhere. Then a friend, suggested if we quoted another similar property, stated we were interested in vying for… Continue reading Belfast ’61 to ’69, All about 15.
Belfast ’61 to ’69, Talk of Parties
“Any Fool Can Cook ” – a certain party stopper We were entertaining old friends to dinner, we had all eaten and drunk well, the conversation was slowing and some guests started to eulogise the meal and others felt left out if they didn’t – we all knew, my wife Sophie’s excellent cooking capabilities. I… Continue reading Belfast ’61 to ’69, Talk of Parties
Random Thoughts, Pure Blether
The puppet masters who have been working George Bush, have surpassed themselves, they have actually got him believing he is a world leader, to the extent that he has chaired a summit of some 16 nations to discuss the subject, global warming, that he is wriggling to avoid tackling. The problem is the people who… Continue reading Random Thoughts, Pure Blether
Belfast 61 to 69, A Minor Divergence and the Topo
During the 50’s we owned a series of cars but the most idiosyncratic was, without doubt, the Morris Minor 1000. Sitting with the driving seat fully back I found my knees were somewhere near my chin, so the matter of using the clutch caused my knee to make the little signal arm come out and… Continue reading Belfast 61 to 69, A Minor Divergence and the Topo