So as mentioned on my last blog my first week of for nearly a year was interrupted for the worse with a phone call from my Nan’s neighbour that she had fallen. I rushed down to her house and attended to her until the ambulance came which wasn’t long after I turned up. On looking […]Read More RIP Eileen Roper 19.11.1915 – 24.08.2011
So Saturday morning and after being up half the night puking my guts up and having what my children call “The runners” it was time to head south for a weekend at Legoland in Windsor. Mrs Fay had to take the first leg of the journey as I recovered from this mini bug. Things must […]Read More A weekend in Legoland
I’m off my soap box and no mention of the r**ts in this blog. Instead more sentimental guff as we re re wind the crowd say bo selecta to mid August 1992. It was time to get my A level results. With a full head of hair and plenty or room in my 32 inch […]Read More A level results day 1992
Spoiler alert : another blog on the riots again. So after my last post things got a little bit worse it seems. I ended up watching the nights events on the news whilst glued to Twitter for anything going off in Liverpool (Fact not fiction) Well my home city didnt let me down. People have […]Read More Riot man charged with stealing from “Munchies” bakery
Above is a holiday snap from our Prime Minister yesterday. Prime Minister David Cameron has returned to an Italian cafe to make amends for failing to tip a waitress. Last week, he and his wife ordered two cappuccinos at the Dolcenero cafe in Montevarchi, but did not leave a tip. When he returned on Sunday, the PM bought […]Read More Is this the end of society? Time for tea then !
So going to bed last night watching coverage of the Tottenham riots its just looked like a bus on fire, the odd police car and one building alight. Waking up this morning it seems that there was quite a kick off. So where do we start. Well the comparisons to the early 1980’s are there […]Read More Tonight were gonna riot like its 1981 (85) etc
So here I am with a can of bud in my hand typing this blog and breaking the news that Mrs Fay and the kids have left me. They went on Thursday morning and by Thursday night when I started this blog I was already on the ale. Mrs Fay upped sticks and has gone […]Read More Mrs Fay and the kids have left me.
So as the title of the blog suggests its been a few events at the opposite of the enjoyment spectrum. First up was a wedding on Saturday night of a lad I know and strangely enough only ever meet when getting extremely drunk around various locations of Great Britain and Europe. The wedding reception was […]Read More One wedding a funeral and Garston shore.