A book to take you back to the third form (if only), year 9 as now known, two years before ‘O’ Level, the year you were 14. There you are again, head down, sketching and labelling diagrams of amoeba and the human heart, drawing flow charts of the carbon cycle and learning the names of digestive enzymes. I loved it … (read full post on Blogger)
I have seen so many clips from Ken Loach’s film Kes, I felt I knew this book well. I didn’t.
I knew the outline well enough but that entirely misses the poetry of the book… (read full review on Blogger)
Another nineteen-sixties novel I didn’t read when I should have done, … (see full review on Blogger)
I seem to have gained quite a few new readers during the past year since starting to comment more on other blogs and discovering a lovely, friendly and supportive blogging community out there, and have therefore been thinking of instigating a regular feature “New Month Old Post” to revisit and perhaps improve earlier posts they won’t have seen, posted during the previous five years I spent blogging sometimes only to myself. Here, almost at random, is the first selection. (read full post on Blogger)
Tuesday, 26th December, 1967. Boxing Day. Went with Phil and Neville to see Magical Mystery Tour on television at the Lowther. You won’t bump into any teachers there but it’s not rough like some of the other pubs down by the docks.
That was the night we got called “young thugs” (read full post on Blogger)
I enjoyed reading last year about a 74 year-old from South Wales who still has his childhood Christmas tree. His parents bought it from Woolworths over eighty years ago. “… having an artificial tree was aspirational,” he says.
Ours was much the same … (read full post on Blogger)