Saturday 15th June 2024.

I am on the cusp of Fathers day in Merry England perhaps a glass of white wine to much tonight, but hey life... best not to have any regrets or look back in anger...

To All Whom Pass This Way LOve And Peace Take Care So Goeth...X

Thursday 13th June 2024.

The days since i last posted have been a wind rush the small boy and Sissy whom live within me, have been playing games on the good bag and ugly side sadly not of all their making i have sat before this page stared and closed with a heavy sigh...it does not help when the games plod around the mind singing and dancing even during the famous blue raincoat hours.
Today i am playing Johnny Taxi Driver across the roads of Greater Manchester for the Dragon within these four walls, this might perhaps box off some of those games perhaps if i lock them away in an old Monopoly Box..with a touch of Chocolate with a thought that Summer is due on the 20th of this month, perhaps then i can take off my winter layers and sing Mr Tambourine Man...and prey we have a summer of 1976 which i think we deserve after all this past Autumn, Winter, Spring, rain...and i can cast off my webbed feet....sigh...

To All Whom Pass This Way Love And Peace Take Care So Goeth....X

Wednesday 5th June 2024.

Tomorrow is the 80th Anniversary of the Day Day Tuesday June 6th 1944 on the beaches of Normandy France....i think i shall open a bottle of Coco-Cola....have a soft thought for a Postman i worked with a good few years ago now, whom never mentioned that day he stormed ashore at all, yet was always cheeky and had a grand happy chuckle until he retired from being a postman. My Grandfather was much the same after coming home from the trenches of the first world war...he never spoke one word....either.
I think i might just tune into BBC Radio 4 tomorrow if i can stand the emotion of the day......and have a thought on Hope that a British school boy will never have to fight on a battle field ever again....

To All Whom Pass This Way Love And peace Take Care So Goeth...X

Bank Holiday Monday 27th May 2024.

I am slowly begining to make Madrid a sweet dream, something to suck on, perhaps a memory peppermint. Todays thoughts have been greatly swashed with spots from the sky and  is Greater Manchester going to slip into a Summer at all this year...after rain fall today which would drown more than a rat, possibly enough to sink the Titanic twice...shimmered down my window payne...thankfully i had a paint brush in hand whilst songs such as " It only rains in Southern California...can i imagine the song " A Horse with no name. "...i sigh and for now at least slip in a few shots from Madrid...

This was just one of many parks within the city perhaps as big as Manchester City Centre...which makes Piccidilly Gardens a real sad joke..i would not be shocked if Madrid was a big or bigger than Greater Manchester. I think this is the nearest to a perfect city i have trod through..10 trips on the metro for five pounds...a bottle of decent wine for a quid....Yes..if you stand still long enough someone will spray paint you...but there are no speed humps in the roads their are not speed cameras on every street corner there are no beds, fridges, there are no pastic bottles or beer/cider cans pushed into the beds of flowers.there are no supermarket shopping trollies thrown into rivers..what is it with we English today so full of shit......sigh....



Fountains such as these seem to be at every bend in the road....even around the outskirts of this city they are there nice juicy small fountains that make you think wow and gosh...sometimes i wish i had never visited Madrid at all and lets not talk about Ice cream..i would say at least we have Boddingtons Best Bitter  but not even thats brewed in Manchester City anymore....



But hey life indeed, this is my last rant about Madrid..if you have a few coins in yer pocket tis a city that enjoys it'self....I found this tiny CD shop on my travels am a big fan of Janis Joplin...i could have almost kissed the window.....

To All Whom Pass This Way Love And Peace Take Care So Goeth...X

Sunday 26th May 2024.

I have just about recovered from the mind games of Madrid...hopefully some sort of normality will begin tomorrow as i greet Greater Manchester with a heavy sigh...and a forced smile amongst these almost never ending rain drops i have returned too, sadly i have a funny gut feeling we are in for a soggy summer 2024.


This is just one of many historic bulidings In Madrid the Cathedral.which makes one stand and stare and almost believe in God...80F....as i stood and took this picture you can just make out a huge teddy bear in the court yard poor chappie must have been melting....

To All Whom Pass This Way Love And Peace Take Care So Goeth...X

Wednesday 22nd May 2024.



The world is full of Goblins..do they all play flutes i do not know.
Do they all sit on rocks i do not know.
All i know. This one was in a park in Madrid, a park bigger than my adopted town of Stockport and he made me laugh thank goodness rather than wonder what was inside the heads of those that built our towns and cities in England down the history of dusty roads.
But hey i am now home today...with a bag full of catch ups over the coming days...

To All Whom Pass This Way Love And Peace Take care So Goeth...X

Wednesday 8th May 2024.

Today 79 years ago Winston Churchill spoke to the Nation..Yesterday amongst the tragic rubbish in my Mothers house..i came across a book "Churchill " a biography by Martin Gilbert...published by would you believe it Marks and Spencers..in1980 naturally i picked it up and brought it home...79 years ago today Winston Churchill stood on the balcony of the Ministrey of Health..." My dear friends this is your hour."...later was sung " Land Of Hope And Glory "...I cannot imagine such a song being sung today by a massed crowd in public.
I might just think on that song as i drive down to Cambridge on the morrow for a few days away from the kissed pavements of Greater Manchester sometimes you just have to touch the long grass and not worry about the Cider cans rolling in the gutter...

To All Whom Pass This way Love And Peace Take Care  So Goeth...X

Wednesday 1st May 2024.

Today is my second anniversary..of pulling off my blue postal uniform after 40 years service...yes i have opened the wine bottle and yes i have played far to many 1960's songs and i think i am going to close with " Death Of A Clown " sung by the Kinks in 1967...for there is something about runaway fleas that makes me sigh and giggle on this night,  and to think this song is 57 years old....

To All Whom Pass This way Love And Peace Take Care So Goeth...x

Friday 26th April 2024.

Time i think to whisper a few words before i fight with the famous Blue Raincoat hours of the night...i wish i could say it did not rain today and my Blue Bells growing in the front garden were not sighing heavily...alas i cannot...
On a thoughtful note i did pass by one of my favourite Post Office Counters today in Stalybridge to pay some bills and post a Packet..they greeted me with smiles and said come back to work your needed...i laughed, smiled thought about it for a few seconds my pocket yelled yes, my mind whispered don't you dare....40 years is well enough...and perhaps i will close on that note tonight and retire for on the morrow i am going to my favourite Welsh Beach to hear the waves and smell the salt air a few good hours out of City life. Which is much needed the pounding news of the next General Election coming this year..the never ending headlines of the current spate of the Jews and Muslims eating each other bogs the eyes together and who the hell is Taylor Swift....Sigh...

To All Whom Pass THis Way Love And Peace Take Care So Goeth....X

Monday 22nd April 2024.

I am on the cusp of St Georges Day a day once renouned for the love of England..the rich and pleasant green lands....from cabbage fields to hen houses..celebrated with a few pints of Foaming Mirth and a possible swamp in the village duck pond. But memories of the 1970's National Front marches against mass imigration, the speech of Enoch Powell's rivers of blood in 1968...have made the day where we have to feel ashamed of our ancestors past..and thus time to sit within a hedgerow smell the dandelions and watch the waving blue bells weave in the breeze and wonder what is indeed England today but a rubber boat landing....
Tomorrow i will hang flags from my front windows for the day and think bollocks..for i will be thinking on the song.." I'm not like everybody else. " sang by the Kinks way back in 1966..Perhaps a glass of wine to much...Tonight...

To All Whom Pass This Way Love And Peace Take care So Goeth...X