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Posts tagged “1986

Fog, 11 & 13 don’t play well.

Posted on July 13, 2015

I was going through a few things in an old jewellery box on Saturday and came across an old worn envelope. It was folded down into a strip, like it was keeping something safe. Unrolling the folds, I pulled the envelope apart and there clumped in the corner were a reminder of just how lucky I have been. June 13th, 1986 was a Friday, a Black Friday, or so they call them. The dreaded Friday the 13th when everything that could go wrong, does. I was eleven then, innocent and happy. We were living on the ‘block’ at the time, winter days of thick fog and drizzling rain. As we bustled around the caravan getting ready for school, Mum hauled two huge baskets of dirty washing…

Smears ‘n’ Echos

Posted on April 28, 2015

So I’ve started making my way down my Fucket List. If you missed that post then you best check it out. Today I went to the Red Cross Blood Bank all ready to donate my much-needed red stuff and guess what… no go because I need the all clear from my doctor or cardiologist because of my heart murmur. Fuck it! So, it just so happens that making sure my ticker was okay was actually on my Fucket List. I went and had my echocardiogram done last week, endured a halter strap for 24 hours too, just to make sure all is okay. Lucky I did, because I’d be doing it anyways now to donate blood. Like it was almost meant to be hey! Having an…

Just Take Those Old Records Off The Shelf…

Posted on April 14, 2015

I sit and listen to them by myself, todays music aint got the same soul, I like that Old time a rock’n’roll. Bopping away in my car this afternoon a song came on that I haven’t heard in like a BILLION years. ‘Old Time Rockin’ Roll’ being belted out by Bob Seger. Classic? Hell yes, but that’s not only why I love it. For me, and all my Grade six classmates it brings back the days of the Jim Welsh Dance Studio; and ten weeks of dancing lessons every Friday for two hours. Gosh it brought the hugest smile to my face. Grade six was, in no doubt at all, the best year of my school life. I loved that year. I loved my…