Bruvver.

There are 11 months between us, and my surprise arrival may well have generated some ‘heat’ for our father at the time. Me on the left, John with one hand protecting me and the other picking my pocket, perhaps. His birthday is on the same date as the King’s, so he gets a reminder. The cartoonist and the antique dealer, who would have thought it, both now at an age where we are both not quite antiques but might be termed ‘collectables’. The plan was to take a trip to West Wales to celebrate my brother’s significant birthday. I thought … Continue reading Bruvver.

Northern Soul in a former Museum?

A trip into Gloucester to the Folk, what was formerly the Folk Museum, but is now just “the Folk” with most of the Museum displays removed. It’s a sort of rebranding that seems to say “ we like the building, but we don’t know what to do with it”. They have events and volunteers coming from all directions who are hugely enthusiastic and friendly and will tell you all about the place. And they have events, on Saturday afternoon they had a couple of Northern Soul enthusiasts with their dj deck and massive speakers blasting out some brilliant Northern Soul … Continue reading Northern Soul in a former Museum?

Dimmelsdale Freight and brickworks

Now you might think this is a little strange but apart from being in the Corrugated Iron appreciation group on Facebook, 45k members and growing believe it or not, I have recently joined the UK Brickworks and Brickworks Past group, and have not regretted either. Corrugated Iron is of course a favourite subject of mine when it comes to photography, it degrades beautifully and is in my view capable of being part of a fine work of art. I seek it out on my walks and discovering it can make my day, or my week even. My experience with bricks … Continue reading Dimmelsdale Freight and brickworks

The Coalman

This is from a series of essays if you are to give it a posh description, about people who no longer exist, or are endangered in some way. I contributed to a book some years ago with my late good friend Gordon, who wrote most of the words. I republished the book on Amazon about a year ago and renamed it “Spotted!”, which I thought was a good idea. I’d like to say I’ve been overwhelmed with Amazon sales since, but that’s not the case, more like underwhelmed. This is one of about four additional people that I was going … Continue reading The Coalman

‘Destiny‘s Child?’ Oh No!

When I was the same age as my now visiting grandsons which is eight today, my brother and I, he just a little older than me, lived with our parents in a police house on the edge of Wigan in the then very industrial North West. My father had been promoted to sergeant and was transferred every time he got promotion, which was quite frequently. We’d come from a house in the country, modest enough but in a lovely location, to a semi detached place on the edge of some waste ground, a ‘garden’ of sorts was guarded by a … Continue reading ‘Destiny‘s Child?’ Oh No!

The Siege of Gloucester

An afternoon out in Gloucester at the Folk of Gloucester a wonderful historic old building and the venue for the launch of a book about the Siege of Gloucester. One or two fine gentlemen and ladies in period costume made the day. There was a talk by the author but I was a bit late for class and missed that out, taking more interest in a flintlock musket, the sort that would have been used in the siege, when Gloucester’s parliamentarians resisted the surrounding forces of the Royalists. I have some sympathy even now as I’m not much of a … Continue reading The Siege of Gloucester