Our visit to Paris was quick and uneventful. Pete found his way to the Champs Elysees and found somewhere to park so that we could wander around a little. Continue reading
Autobiography
Dear Diary – Page 73 (Late 1960’s – French Riviera)
We saw a group of young ladies on Monte Carlo’s beach, who had a no nonsense routine of changing from their street clothes and into their bikinis. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 72 (Late 1960’s – French Riviera)
We left Rome and headed for Pisa to see the famous tower. Continue reading
“Flight WS 701”
While I do not find flying particularly enjoyable, there is a definite feeling of exhilaration during the take-off phase of the journey. Flight WS 701 is an attempt to capture that feeling in words, and was inspired by my recent flight to Vancouver. Fasten your seat belts! Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 71 (Late 1960’s – Italy)
We headed into Rome and had the distinct impression that there were no speed limits there. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 70 (Late 1960’s – Italy)
Pete had stopped the car, and we were all looking at this rather small and seemingly deserted border crossing, when a man appeared! He was a small man, rather sloppily dressed in a uniform, and carrying a very large “rifle-type” gun. The gun was probably a standard size but, with him being small, looked very large. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 69 (Late 1960’s – Italy)
We were woken up at some ridiculous time (probably around 6:00am) by the sound of cattle, and they were obviously really close! Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 68 (Late 1960’s – Italy)
My new girlfriend was as much fun as expected, and so we saw each other on a regular basis. Continue reading
Dear Diary- Page 67 (Late 1960’s – The Party)
After a few short lived relationships, Pete and I found out that the place to go at weekends was the Cardinal Bar in the Bull Hotel (the same place that I had my introduction to an office Christmas celebration). It was always crowded on Saturday nights so perfect for us, with our insecurities, to blend in. Continue reading
Dear Diary – Page 66 (Late 1960’s – Perkins Engines)
Working at Perkins initiated me into office life which included the inevitable Christmas “get together”. Continue reading
A New Direction Perhaps? 