History
The Days of Boundary Hall
I had virtually erased Boundary Hall from my memory until, a few weeks ago when I drove past it to see that it is now a large Cala Homes housing development. Coincidentally, just a few days later, it (Boundary Hall) came up in conversation with my friend Steve, whose wife once worked at the AWE (Atomic Weapons Establishment) nearby, as did I briefly, before escaping its clutches. For those of you who have never heard of Boundary Hall, it was a ...
Grey Days, Sport & Pubs…
I often wonder how a country where the weather can be so grey and unforgiving could possibly have been responsible for so many exports around the world. This island, cut off in the North Sea, has been responsible for the most recognised spoken language on the planet, it has produced scientists such as Alexander Fleming and Isaac Newton, explorers like Cook and Walter Raleigh, writers, Shakespeare and Dickens, musical culture from The Beatles and ...
A Unique Christmas Holiday
Well, that’s Christmas done with and from a personal view it was one that was rather blighted by spiteful colds to me and those in my direct company. Annoyingly, a heavy cold in late December is now as traditional for me as the celebration of the birth of the big man himself. It didn't stop the fun and games on a wholesale basis however and on Christmas day I cleared my nose and mustered the enthusiasm to drive to North London, a somewhat ...
The Thrill of a Christmas Lunch!
I have been doing quite a lot of work for one particular client this year, assisting them with not only their recruitment process but also with sales, marketing and sending apology letters to clients who have just paid £1.19 to receive a Christmas card. It has been an enjoyable six months, as the thrill of working somewhere that isn't my kitchen table, is one that only a person who has ran their own business for fifteen years can experience. ...
Christmas Cards & the Joy Of Not Seeing a Nativity Play
This week has not really been a great one so far, it has featured a seized up knee, another defeat for hapless Reading FC (currently sinking faster than an Italian cruise ship) and a youngest son going through a teenage menopause that is giving him the temperament of a rattlesnake. Just when I didn't think it could get any worse I got a phone call from my eldest sister, Lorna, asking for an unwritten but verbally binding contract stating ...