All about roads

8 December 2017

The main road running through Bitterne Village is thought to roughly follow the Roman Road connecting Clausentum with Chichester and Winchester. In the last century or so, traffic on the modern road has gone from a handful of horse drawn vehicles to a steady stream of cars, buses and huge lorries. Accidents are commonplace, congestion is the norm and, for drivers, cyclists and pedestrians alike, it isn’t the most fun place to be. Continue reading All about roads

D- Day and memories of Normandy – first published 6 June 2014

Walking to work on the  morning of the 70th anniversary of D-Day I saw poppies blooming on the demolished TV studio site. They must have opened in the previous day or so and it seemed quite fitting to see their bright heads swaying in the breeze. Poppies for remembrance. It was 6 June 2014. D Day, more properly called Operation Overlord or the Normandy landings, took place on 6 June 1944. The largest seaborne invasion in history is well documented but, for me, all the talk of Normandy beaches had me hankering to go back to one of my favourite places, L’Anse Du Brick just outside Cherbourg. Continue reading D- Day and memories of Normandy – first published 6 June 2014

Tales from the photo archive part two – winter

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In my last post I cleaned out all the oldest pictures from my photo archive leaving me with all the pictures from 2016 that didn’t quite make the cut for one reason or another. These are random things I came across when I wasn’t really looking or pictures taken on walks that, for one reason or another, didn’t make it into a post. The spring cleaning continues… Continue reading Tales from the photo archive part two – winter

Tales from the photo archive part one – memories

A little peek into the black hole that is my deleted items folder
A little peek into the black hole that is my deleted items folder

In the past, to fill the time when I’m vegitating on the couch clutching my stomach and wishing I hadn’t eaten so much Christmas Dinner, I’ve posted a photographic review of the highlights of the year. This year I’d thought I’d do something different. There always seem to be lots of odd photos sitting in my photo archive that don’t make it into posts for one reason or another and I thought, why don’t I put them together into an alternative review? So I’m giving you a little peek into my archives to the photos that didn’t quite make it… Continue reading Tales from the photo archive part one – memories

Fallen trees and interview techniques – first published 13 february 2014

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Some of my random and slightly desperate applying for jobs had resulted in a job interview back in February 2014. It was with a large financial institution in the city centre. Anyone who knows me will tell you finance and figures isn’t really my thing. I’m pretty sure I only applied to make up the numbers on my job search form but still, a job was a job. Continue reading Fallen trees and interview techniques – first published 13 february 2014

missing zebras and painted shops

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8 September 2016

A little bird told me that the zebra we hadn’t found yet was now in Marlands. Not Ticket To Ride, the zebra who took a swim in the Itchen, he is still being repaired, but Sam who was supposed to be in the park but wasn’t. Checking through my list I also realised there was also one more baby zebra we had somehow missed. Today, with blue sky and cotton wool clouds, seemed like a good day to go and find them.  Continue reading missing zebras and painted shops

Random musings of a geriatric delinquent – The great depression – first published 11 February 2014

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It’s hard to believe that today it will be a whole year since we lost my amazing Father In Law, Albert Keates, affectionately known as Commando Senior. It seems fitting then, that I revisit some of the memoirs he wrote in the last year of his life. Apologies to anyone who has read these stories of his before but, as they were lost when my old blog was hacked, it seems only right that I republish them now in tribute to him. The first instalment tells of his childhood in the Great Depression of the 1930’s, a time when poverty meant a completely different thing to our idea of poverty today. Back then there were no TVs,  no mobile phones or computers, in fact none of the electrical gadgets and labour saving devices we all think are essential now. A trip to the loo often meant going to the bottom of the garden. Poverty meant a choice between food and shoes as you will see if you read on… Continue reading Random musings of a geriatric delinquent – The great depression – first published 11 February 2014

the myth of the polished turd – first published 27 February 2013

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A walk to work at the end of February 2013 got me thinking about the importance we place on appearances. Multi million pound industries have sprung up around anything that makes us look better on the outside. Everywhere you look someone is trying to sell you something to make you look younger, thinner or prettier. We are so obsessed with what’s on the outside we’ve forgotten about what lies within. There’s an old saying, ‘you can’t polish a turd,’ but there are a lot of people out there trying to sell us stuff to do just that… Continue reading the myth of the polished turd – first published 27 February 2013