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“Old age ain't no place for sissies.” .. Bette Davis

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  • My Life and Times

    I was born in 1939 BC.
    That’s ‘Before Computers’.

    Luckily I survived the following events in my life, such as

    World War II, The London Blitz, Rationing, and worst of all… Archbishop Temple’s School.

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    During the mid 1950s I was enjoying Rock ‘n’ Roll and being a first generation teenager, when suddenly, just like Elvis, I found myself in uniform during ‘The Cold War’…and then

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    I became ‘a family’. Which meant that I sort of missed the ‘swinging sixties’, but still managed to look a complete prat in the 70s, just like everyone else.

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    During the ‘Thatcher Years’ I lost my hair and a lot of people lost a good deal more. My career fluctuated to say the least as I was demoted, promoted, fired and hired a number of times, but still I managed to stagger on into a welcome retirement and to celebrate 58 years of happy marriage.

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Archive for May, 2018

Foxy fun in the dark.

Posted by Big John on May 18, 2018

I don’t have a very large garden, but I do like to let much of what I do have, grow fairly wild, like this corner …

… as it does seem to encourage the wildlife, which mainly means a good selection of birds, an odd squirrel or two and the occasional fox.

Recently I have noticed that each morning when I look out of the kitchen window I see signs of some nocturnal activity, such as plant pots tipped over, earth dug up, twigs scattered about and small shrubs flattened.

What’s doing this I wondered ? …  Well, yesterday evening, just as darkness was falling and I was closing the kitchen window blinds , I looked out and saw …

….  this little bugger !  .. and then …

… these two … and …

… these two … making five little fox cubs ! …

(Poor quality pics, but it was dark and taken through a double glazed window).

In view of this weekends events I have decided to name them … ‘Meghan’ … ‘Harry’ … ‘Willy’ … ‘Katie’ .. and .. ‘Pippa’.  ….  How do I know which one is Harry ? … He’s the …

… scruffy ginger one !

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It only needed a soggy selfie.

Posted by Big John on May 4, 2018

From time to time I have written of my encounters with those of us who are totally addicted to their smartphones. Here is the latest …

Yesterday I was sitting in my car, which was parked in a quiet street. The weather was lousy. Heavy rain and a strong blustery wind. I glanced across the road and noticed a rather bedraggled young woman stop opposite my vehicle. She was wearing some sort of ‘hoodie’ and carrying a large bag which hung from one shoulder. She leaned against a fence which was partly sheltered by an overhanging tree. It gave little protection from the cold driving rain.

She opened the bag, and yes, out came a smartphone ! .. Immediately she started texting. She then removed a plastic bottle of orange juice and managed a swig or two whilst still texting. The bottle was returned to the bag and replaced by a large baguette wrapped in aluminium foil. She managed to unwrap this and devour it’s rather ‘messy’ contents as she juggled with her ‘phone, all the time texting. Considering that she was soaked and very much windswept, her dexterity was something to marvel at.

Her soaking al fresco lunch lasted about fifteen minutes and was finished off by her smoking ‘who knows what’, before she walked off, seemingly oblivious to the atrocious weather, and …

…still bloody texting !

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