As a Dyslexia Tutor and someone who has helped children and older schoolchildren with reading difficulties, I have found grandparents often want to help their grandchildren.
Like many lads aged 11, I had a bike but wanted cow horn handle bars, dérailleur gears and other go faster goodies. Whilst my parents were kind and giving there wasn’t the money for such frivolities.
By early 1962 when I was 23, I was still single, at a time when if you weren’t at least seriously ‘courting’ or engaged to be married, you were considered to be on the shelf.
So that was Christmas. Little G got the bicycle she desperately wanted, and has spent a lot of time riding round the small grassy island outside the local cathedral. A few falls have also occurred, but give her her due, she has got up and got straight back on.
My mother’s family, the Jordans, were the village wheelwrights in Binton for more than a hundred years. The last of the line was her father, Edward John Jordan (1876-1948), known as Ted or Teddy.
Customs, Traditions And Superstitions - New Year’s Eve 1965/6, What A Palaver! Or How Our Neighbour Helped England Win The Cup.
Christmas traditions, although based on the Christian celebration of the birth of Christ, many have evolved over time; like the red Santa [1930’s Coca Cola], decorated trees [1840’s - Victoria & Albert] and Christmas pudding [Medieval times].
You know e-mails and the internet is great; just the thought that another person has taken time to commit their feelings to type; makes you think “Wow”
Christmas preparations are underway at You must be mad's house. Little G and Small have helped to lug home a very big tree which looked a lot smaller in the market, and then helped decorate it.
Review of Ely Choral Society’s ‘Sing Choirs of Angels’ In St Mary’s Church Ely On Saturday 9th December 2017
I always look forward to Ely Society’s Christmas Concert, for this concert, above all, seems to create the feeling that Christmas is truly upon us. This year was no exception.
The Band of the Household Cavalry and the Morrison Orpheus Choir gave a magnificent concert in Ely Cathedral in aid of the Household Cavalry Foundation on Friday the 8th December 2017.
With the queue of people spilling right out onto the pavement from the entrance of Ely Cathedral, it was obvious that this evening was going to be something particularly special and G4 is a group that has certainly stood the test of time and is as popular as ever.
It is nearly the beginning of December. Everywhere is gearing up for Christmas: lights are being strung between High Street lamp posts, Christmas goods are enticingly displayed in windows, shops have placed twinkly trees in pots outside their doors in precisely the wrong place for a passing double-buggy, and we have all gone down with coughs and colds.
Although that dull November Friday had been nothing unusual, I was quite pleased. Having started my new Saturday job helping the milkman that summer, I had extra money to spend.
At the age of 22, after a series of disastrous relationships, it looked like I was going to be ‘left on the shelf’. At that age it was expected that you’d be either married or at least seriously courting.
Now that Little G is three and a half (or as she puts it: nearly four), our relationship has moved to a new dimension.
Did you know that it is said that until 1959 it was illegal NOT to celebrate Bonfire Night in the UK? I don’t know for sure but I do know that that year was very strange for a 9 year old.
If we wanted to, L-Plate Grandad and I could spend all day ferrying Small and Little G from one organised activity to another, such is the wide and varied choice available locally.
Review of ‘Beauty and the Beast’ In The Performing Arts Theatre Soham Village College On Thursday 26th October 2017
What a wonderful evening! We were transported into a joyous fantasy world of sparkling music and fairytale magic that caught our imaginations superbly.
I love living in York, and have done since I chose it as my last posting in the Army around 1994. At that time, I had pretty much a ‘normal’ life, but what is normal?
I was leaving Her Majesty 's theatre in Aberdeen with Dave Allen, the comedian. He had been invited to a drinks do with the 'Friends of' after his show. It was 1988 and I was his tour manager.
Although Christmas is officially still two months away, it has already unofficially arrived at our local garden centre. The garden centre is on our list of 'free activities' because we recently signed up for a loyalty card, which means we get 2 free coffees and cakes every month.
The herbal world is in mourning for the passing of Christopher Hedley, Fellow of the National Institute of Medical Herbalists, and tutor to many thousands of ‘baby herbalists’ over the years.
Not a film title, a mildly amusing anecdote of 1950’s Birmingham.
It is often said that 'there is no such thing as a free lunch', though in the case of Little G and Small, this is not the case. Every week, two free lunches are set before them. One lunch is eaten, one is frequently not.
I discovered chips with mayonnaise in 1966, I was thirteen. We were in Friesland, sailing, moored rather disconcertingly on a bouncing island. Everywhere we went there were stalls selling this exotic mix, and I loved it.
A complete change from my usual memoir-based blog today! I’ve invited my lovely writer friend Elaine Chissick to have a chat over wine and chocolate. Elaine are Facebook friends and, though we’ve never met, I feel we are kindred spirits.
In the fairly drab days of the 50’s and 60’s an excuse to play at being rich, just for one night was irresistible. My mom and dad, Olive and Ken Belcher both worked hard and loved an excuse to enjoy themselves.
Little G is now three and a half, and ever since You Must Be Mad ended her maternity leave in April, has returned to my dodgy care, along with Small Brother. Having two children to look after goes way beyond my pay grade, so I am lucky that L-Plate Grandad (retired) is now on hand to shoulder some of the responsibility.
Early this year John Beckingham was asked by Cheltenham Civil Service Club if he would run a Jazz Club there. John had done so in the past and knew what a good venue it was.
My father's love of boats began on the Thames. In 1928, he had a small dinghy that he rowed, earning coppers from a boatman who liked him. He told he lost this boat once and had to walk from Greenwich to Charing Cross pier to find it.
I had no idea what the word ‘Dunkirk’ meant. This was 1958 and I was 5. We were on board Hugh’s boat, Laranda 2 and this was the third boat that I had known already.
What I needed was a man. Not just any man. He had to be tall (ish), fairly good-looking (from the back!) and slightly tanned.
Rock n Roll Paradise is the Concert That Should Have Happened is now live at Hereford Courtyard.
Midnight. It's slightly damp in my cabin, and I have been trying to ignore the halyards thwacking against metal masts for hours.
That's me at the back with the hunky Spaniard!
I haven’t posted a memoir-based post for some time so I’ll take up the story from when I first broke-up with my Beloved Bad Penny (see post from 8/11/16).
Inspired by Shakespeare’s ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’, the production of ‘The Dreaming’ presented in the Hayward Theatre last week was amazing.
Seeing that dear Jan has posted a reprise of the article about our engagement, I thought perhaps it is a good time for an update.
I loved watching the programme on BBC 2 recently (can't remember what it was called ) with the family of five who lived through the decades from 1900 to the present day, brought back many happy memories.
Viva is going to take part in the Edinburgh Fringe, a high accolade indeed. As a consequence, the audience this night was treated to two musical plays, both of which will be presented at the Fringe.
Review Of A visit To ADeC’s Accessible Cinema And The film ‘Dad’s Army’ At The Maltings, Ely On Thursday 20th July 2017
ADeC has taken on board Ely Mayor’s wish for Ely to become a dementia-friendly city and has offered a chance for sufferers and their carers to see a film: ‘Dad’s Army’.
I'm the one just to the right behind the teacher
How many of us, singing that song in school assemblies all those years ago, could imagine ourselves forty years hence, let alone meeting up with our old school mates?
Standing in the kitchen, his face the colour of squashed raspberries, my better half’s voice rose to a crescendo. ‘It’s way past lunchtime and the blinds are still shut! What on earth’s going on?’
As I mentioned in the first part of this article my husband and I had been living loco parentis at the house of two of our precious grandchildren. We had given the parents a week in the sun, without children, to celebrate their joint birthdays and tenth wedding anniversary.
Review of ‘Hairspray Junior’ Presented By KD Theatre Productions At The Maltings, Ely On Saturday 24th June 2017
Photos reproduced with permission from Daniel Bell
KD Theatre Productions gave a dazzling performance of ‘Hairspray Junior’ on Saturday. With 150 children taking part, the stage was packed with a sparkling array of characters and groups, all telling the story of star wannabe making good.
My husband and I had been living loco parentis at the house of two of our precious grandchildren. We had given the parents a week in the sun, without children, to celebrate their joint birthdays and tenth wedding anniversary.