Ray is an interesting dog! We don’t always understand why he does what he does, but we know it will bring smiles to those who see him. Continue reading
Apple Pie!
A very long time ago now, I wrote about Ray’s obvious love of both pumpkin pie and whipping cream* however, pumpkin pie is usually only on our minds around Thanksgiving time and, as much as I love whipping cream, a relatively healthy lifestyle dictates that we don’t have it too often. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 61 (Mid 1960’s – Peterborough)
My parents’ new home was in a small village with a poor bus service to larger towns. The most common method of public transport was the trains, and the train station was a good 20 minute walk from their home! Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 60 (Mid 1960’s – Career Crash)
During my time at Cardiff my parents had sold the house in Peterborough, and moved to a building site in Essex where Dad had started to build another house.* The caravan had been moved down much earlier.
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The First “Snow”
It seems so long ago now, but I can remember writing a Post about Ray finding the “first snow” in an arena parking lot. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 59 (Mid 1960’s Blue Star Line)
My second term at College was much more congenial. There was (obviously) a new intake of juniors and I was now JLC of a cabin*. Everything ran pretty smoothly and, again, I finished with a very high average. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 58 (Mid 1960’s – College Life)
The program was split over 3 terms. The first term was difficult for me, and probably every other new cadet, because we were the “lowest form of life” in the College. Continue reading
First Blog Birthday!
This Blog was created in October 2014 and so on this, its first anniversary, I am reflecting with considerable amazement as I feel as if I have a family spread around the world. Continue reading
Hide & Seek?
We have often played “Hide and Seek” in our back garden with Ray. Continue reading
“The Man in the Glass”
I am deviating from my standard Posts here because “The Man in the Glass” (originally “The Guy in the Glass”), was not written by me, but rather by Dale Wimbrow in 1934. Continue reading
A New Direction Perhaps? 