Friday, 28 April 2017

What a bunch of beautiful kids.

I have a central role in this pic taken in 1961.
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This girl on the left end of the second row is Diane Cook. I wrote this a year or two ago and this picture turned up this year.

Diane Cook

          Has it really been fifty years (56 years now) since I last saw Diane Cook? She was a lovely girl. My memories are quite clear. We were eleven. She had bobbed hair and the cutest smile. I was in love. She lived at No 2 Oxford Close, which was a cul-de-sac just off Cambridge Road. We were in the same class at Sherwood Park Primary. I don’t know when she came there but I was always at that school. The girl’s school uniform was a green jumper and grey pleated skirt she looked good in that. I kissed her as often as I could, which means while no one else was there to watch. She said she didn’t mind me kissing her but not to be too rough. I would hold her hand and carry her school bag to the crossroads where I went left and she straight on.
          I was once invited to tea at her house. I was overjoyed. As you turn into Oxford Close, it was the first house on the right hand side. It was a very nice house, with leaded bay windows. Her parents were middle class. I remember there was a garage at the bottom of the garden. I was invited to help with a nature project, Diane had found an abandoned nest, that of a blackbird, in a bush in the back alley. She wanted me to blow the eggs. She would then have this nest and eggs in her room with other exhibits. I don’t really remember tea.
           I don’t remember how much I saw of her after that, but at the end of the school term we never saw each other again. She went to the Girls Grammar and I to the Secondary modern. I did speak to her on the phone once, I was about fifteen, but nothing came of it. I bet she would have made a great ‘dolly bird’ in the sixties. A few years ago I made contact with an old secondary school chum, John Challis. He remembers her in her late teens. She was a friend of his now wife.
          Despite the life I have had I long for those days when I had no cares in the world and my idea of sexual excess was stolen kisses. Diane was my first love. I probably don’t remember all the details but the images in my head never fail to excite the eleven-year-old boy in me when I recall those early days. Good times!
          I would love to see who she became, what she achieved.

Tuesday, 25 April 2017

Some people…..

…..pink, yellow, blue, black, or white just don't deserve to be in a civil society.

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Saturday, 1 April 2017

Audlem

For those of you who remember my nearly sinking the Milly M before Christmas, this was the reason.  This was sticking out from the front of the boat. It has to be an inch and a quarter long. 20170307_115114
It is now about one quarter inch. Thanks to the chap who welded up the BT tube.

Saturday, 25 March 2017

Friday, 24 March 2017

Fradely

Four weeks Fradley Lock was closed. One would have thought they could have fixed the leak!

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Monday, 20 March 2017

More Crap

This is just some of the crap I picked up on Monday during my trip from Fradley to Fazeley a distance of about 10 miles. The bottom pic shows how much rubbish I collected.
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DSCF3452DSCF3451DSCF3450DSCF3449This is a red Dumpster. I don’t know how much it holds but suffice to say its a lot. Well I filled one on Monday and I didn’t even really try. I could probably have filled two!
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