Autobiography

Dear Diary – Page 65 (Late 1960’s – Dating)

Thinking back to those years, I find it hard to believe that girls were not a factor in my life until I was 19-20, and even then they were nothing more than simply other people. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 64 (Mid 1960’s – Honda S90 M/bike)

I do not recall how it happened, but not long after moving into my own place, I bumped into Peter, a guy I knew from Kings School. I remembered him because he was, like myself, a bit of a loner. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 62 (Mid 1960’s – Accommodation Rental)

I am going to back track just a little here because it just occurred to me that I learned some significant lessons while living in peoples’ homes. 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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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 →

Dear Diary – Page 57 (Mid 1960’s – Cardiff)

January 1964 was to be such a change for me. Continue reading →

Dear Diary – Page 56 (Mid 1960’s – Leaving School)

Formally leaving school in December 1963 was an emotional experience, which caught me totally off guard! Continue reading →