I cycled from Keswick to Penrith before the enormity of crossing the Pennines hit me. Continue reading
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Dear Diary – Page 55a (Early 1960’s -The Lake District)
My bike riding mileage was intentionally steadily increasing, for no other reason than I just wanted go further and further afield! My early rides were around 30 miles, but it was not too long before I completed a 100 mile ride. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 105 (1975)
As soon as my employment was confirmed, the other three made arrangements to fly out!
I was at Toronto International Airport well in advance of their arrival time and waited… and waited… and waited. I checked the arrivals board and they had landed on schedule so I waited… and waited… and waited. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 104 (1975)
The City of Mississauga wanted about a week in order to make a decision regarding their vacancy in Purchasing. After a little over a week, and having heard nothing from them, I called them and asked for the status. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 103 (1975)
Getting to and from work was an adventure as it dictated me using the TTC (Toronto Transit Commission) which, during October, necessitated standing outside and waiting for the appropriate bus in clothes that were suitable for the climate! Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 102 (1975)
Working for the North York Board of Education as my first job (albeit short term) in Canada, was quite the experience. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 101 (1975)
Continued from Dear Diary – Page 100
At breakfast the following day, I was told to pack sufficient clothes for a few days as the family were all going to a cottage on a lake in the country, and I was expected to go with them. My initial reaction was to politely decline because my main priority had to be getting some work however, I had apparently landed at Thanksgiving so I couldn’t do any job hunting for a day or two anyway, and they were insistent on my joining them at their cottage. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 100 (1975)
Continued from Dear Diary – Page 99
I showed them my documents which confirmed that I had been approved as a landed immigrant but, for some reason, they felt it necessary to question it. “Where have you come from? Where are you going? Where’s your family? Where did you live in England? Is anybody meeting you here?” Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 99 (1975)
Continuation from Dear Diary – Page 98
This being my first time to use Heathrow Airport as a traveler, it was a pretty daunting experience made more so by the knowledge that this was going to be a one-way trip! Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 65b (1960’s)
While visiting my parents (on my Norton motorcycle) over a weekend, I decided to go to Colchester, which was a relatively short drive away. Continue reading
A New Direction Perhaps? 