My grandgrumpson had a right to grump after having to go back to the hospital for high bilirubin count and lots of sticks for testing! Poor baby. That was three weeks ago and, thank goodness, he's a much happier camper now.
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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"
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My grandgrumpson had a right to grump after having to go back to the hospital for high bilirubin count and lots of sticks for testing! Poor baby. That was three weeks ago and, thank goodness, he's a much happier camper now.
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"All babies look like me. But then, I look like all babies."
Hair today, gone tomorrow.
Good that they sorted it out. Nobody likes to be poked, prodded, and jabbed. It's too much like a military induction.
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Alvin Lee, pioneering shredder. Our art teacher was really into 10 Years After and that's why I bought Shhh. That's a radical Good Morning Little Schoolgirl on that vinyl.
This one, too. Wait for 2.00.
My all-time favorite guitarist. I was lucky enough to see the original 7 in 1970. Kath was the best I've ever seen/heard.
Almost never hear this on radio. Usually get"love to Change the World".
Me too, July and Dec 1969 at the Whiskey. Pete was pretty good too!
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Here in 1957, teenagers take care to follow the law.
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We’re safely back ‘home' in Liverpool from our visit to my sister in Carlisle, Cumbria. The air was wonderful to breathe. Clean and rich with O2. The scenery was magnificent. BTW the rail system is incredible. I was very, very impressed! It’s nothing like it was when I left the UK in 1973. The trains all seem to be Electric. They were fast and really, really quiet. All you could hear was a 50Hz hum from the motors.
One weird thing that happened was at Carlisle railway station. I went to ask at a ticket counter where to catch the train we wanted when my eyes went very strange. I couldn’t focus and I had strange images that I could not bring into reality. Fumbling forward I reached the counter and got my information but I never want to to experience that effect again. It was real as Dorothy saw that same thing.
It was an interesting visit. I learned that dear old Mum went back to school after she retired from teaching in her Sixties. She earned a BA degree in Ceramics. WOW! Way to go Mum!! We’re bringing some of her pieces back to Toronto to add to our collection.
Just outside our bedroom was a wall mounted photo of my sister and a group of others. I asked what it was and she replied that it was taken at Buckingham Palace when she received her OBE. WHAT?? What OBE? She was awarded it for services to Education for her work with “special’ children. My sister OBE! For the folk who don’t know what that is, it’s the Order of the British Empire. One step shy of Knighthood. By cracky, was I gobsmacked!
In a couple of hours we are heading to Oswestry to stay with yet another brother and his wonderful Irish wife.
One weird thing that happened was at Carlisle railway station. I went to ask at a ticket counter where to catch the train we wanted when my eyes went very strange. I couldn’t focus and I had strange images that I could not bring into reality. Fumbling forward I reached the counter and got my information but I never want to to experience that effect again. It was real as Dorothy saw that same thing.
It was an interesting visit. I learned that dear old Mum went back to school after she retired from teaching in her Sixties. She earned a BA degree in Ceramics. WOW! Way to go Mum!! We’re bringing some of her pieces back to Toronto to add to our collection.
Just outside our bedroom was a wall mounted photo of my sister and a group of others. I asked what it was and she replied that it was taken at Buckingham Palace when she received her OBE. WHAT?? What OBE? She was awarded it for services to Education for her work with “special’ children. My sister OBE! For the folk who don’t know what that is, it’s the Order of the British Empire. One step shy of Knighthood. By cracky, was I gobsmacked!
In a couple of hours we are heading to Oswestry to stay with yet another brother and his wonderful Irish wife.
@12BitSlab Be well my friend. Take care of yourself you hear!
We’re safely back ‘home' in Liverpool from our visit to my sister in Carlisle, Cumbria. The air was wonderful to breathe. Clean and rich with O2. The scenery was magnificent. BTW the rail system is incredible. I was very, very impressed! It’s nothing like it was when I left the UK in 1973. The trains all seem to be Electric. They were fast and really, really quiet. All you could hear was a 50Hz hum from the motors.
One weird thing that happened was at Carlisle railway station. I went to ask at a ticket counter where to catch the train we wanted when my eyes went very strange. I couldn’t focus and I had strange images that I could not bring into reality. Fumbling forward I reached the counter and got my information but I never want to to experience that effect again. It was real as Dorothy saw that same thing.
It was an interesting visit. I learned that dear old Mum went back to school after she retired from teaching in her Sixties. She earned a BA degree in Ceramics. WOW! Way to go Mum!! We’re bringing some of her pieces back to Toronto to add to our collection.
Just outside our bedroom was a wall mounted photo of my sister and a group of others. I asked what it was and she replied that it was taken at Buckingham Palace when she received her OBE. WHAT?? What OBE? She was awarded it for services to Education for her work with “special’ children. My sister OBE! For the folk who don’t know what that is, it’s the Order of the British Empire. One step shy of Knighthood. By cracky, was I gobsmacked!
In a couple of hours we are heading to Oswestry to stay with yet another brother and his wonderful Irish wife.
Wow!
That’s a Lot to digest!
@ Carlisle...exhaust fumes?
peyote in the water?!!
It sure sounds like an exhilarating time...something stunning around every corner!!
Close dancing involving contact would have been frowned upon in some circles. Looks like a private function, chaperoned no doubt.
Dancing ban - Wikipedia
Those jackets made a great hiding place for flasks.
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