The Road Trip, The Reunion and an Italian speaking Uber driver.

We decided to take a trip back to our lives when we were 6 and even younger. My brother and I set off on a journey to Lancashire where we spent out early years. John’s good at driving so he was roped in to be at the wheel. He’s used to long hours at the wheel gathering antiques for his business from contacts up in the North. I only ever went on one of these buying trips once but it was an education. He had what seemed then to be a bladder the size of a garden water butt, able … Continue reading The Road Trip, The Reunion and an Italian speaking Uber driver.

Football talk in colour

Some will have already switched off, and who can blame them. There’s a huge amount of football talk around. I was reminded of the days when I used to go to football matches, after all I’m one of that generation who saw Best Charlton and Law playing in their hey day. The last match I went to was at Arsenal’s then new stadium, with my son in law Jack. Great day out a mere walk away from where he lived at the time. Seats! And a view over the goal end. Good game too. When I lived and worked in … Continue reading Football talk in colour