Rob and the 840 to Whitby.
Rob and the 840 to Whitby. This Is Rob: This is the 840 to Whitby: Rob is nice. Bobby can be nice, but needs to try harder.
Halcyon Days.
Halcyon Days. Do you have a favourite word? Mine is serendipity. If I can remember how to spell it! Bobby has a favourite word too. Halcyon. A word that always uplifts his spirits. The halcyon days of youth maybe. Or of summer. Or maybe autumn. In the countryside and in life. But for him the…
Good Thinking
Good Thinking It’s a strange thing, bereavement. You may think “you have got over it”. ”Moved on”. You would have thought that would be “good thinking“. Those around you may think how “well you are doing” and “making the best of life”. Then something quite insignificant happens and you realise that it’s not quite as…
Frank’s Walk.
Frank’s Walk. The fun and laughter of the Teddy Bears’ Picnic was wonderful. But a quiet and pensive mood has its devotees as well. A time to think about life and the world we live in. A time to appreciate the beauty of that world and those who have shared it with us. And enjoy…
Teddy Bears’ Picnic
Welcome to the 2018 Teddy Bears’ Picnic. The sun will shine and we shall have fun. And we certainly did enjoy the Teddy Bears’ Picnic. On a glorious May Bank Holiday Monday, the cricket field at Abinger Hammer in Surrey became a sea of colour, picnics and teddy bears. The River Tillingbourne flows right through…
31 Fournier Street.
31 Fournier Street. On a cold grey day on April 4 2018, we stood outside No 31 Fournier Street. I could see Bobby was deep in thought. Almost mesmerised by how we had come to be standing outside this front door in Spitalfields, East London. Not so long ago he knew virtually nothing about East…
Three go to Dunsborough Park Gardens.
Three go to Dunsborough Park Gardens. We absolutely loved Dunsborough Park Gardens. I loved the statues (see Information below). Anne and Bobby loved the flowers. We all loved the “Secret Gardens” which are hidden seemingly round every bend. Through each gap in a hedge. And… we really loved the refreshments provided by the day’s charity….
Trevor and Henry.
Trevor and Henry. Bobby: “Watcha mate. You’ve cheered up me old cock sparrow!” Trevor: “Whatever gave you that idea, you idiot! I can hardly breathe with this contraption on.” Bobby: “Look here. Your problem was saggy bits due to your filling. We could have paid to have you filled up, but Fliss reckons you are…
Sir Cliff Richard.
In Praise of Sir Cliff Richard. Diddley did not like Sir Cliff Richard. His squeaky clean image did not suit a sixties art student heavily into Bob Dylan, Tom Waits, Neil Young and the rest. Over the years, she introduced Bobby to all her music. He grew to love artists he had never even heard…
Life as the Other Half of an Alcoholic.
Life as the Other Half of an Alcoholic. Mindfully Bertie commends the Daily Telegraph for publishing the article below. In doing so, we see an opportunity to also commend an organisation whose sole purpose is to help those who suffer from other people’s drinking. Those affected by an alcoholic. Al-Anon. Does not promote itself, but…