I WRITE THIS post in gratitude to everyone who has helped me through the most harrowing experience of my life—friends and family, past and present, and allies both seen and unseen. If the story that follows ends in victory (as I'm sure it will), it will be one I owe to all who supported and …
In 1978, when I first went to the cinema to watch The Deer Hunter, I expected to see a film about the Vietnam War. What I didn’t expect was a reflection on friendship—pure, unfiltered, and painfully human. For me, the war serves as no more than a backdrop to the drama that plays out over …
'Upon the headland the Geats erected a broad high tumulus plainly visible to distant seamen ... within the barrow they placed collars, brooches and all the trappings which they had plundered from the treasure hoard. They buried the gold and left that princely treasure to the keeping of the earth, where it yet remains ... …
In mist-wreathed centuries before loathsome Norman banners flew over the island of the mighty, and when the names of kings were writ in runes, there came across the grey, white-capped sea many longships of oaken hull. Carven serpents adorned their prows, winds of fate filled their sails - and they came bearing stern-browed men with …
If you were a British schoolboy between the 1960s and the early 1990s, chances are you either read The Victor or knew someone who did. I was such a schoolboy, and yes, I was an avid reader. In its heyday, The Victor Comic was more than just a weekly bundle of newsprint. It was a …
The sparks of inspiration which prompt musicians to produce pieces of music are as diverse and multi-faceted as music itself. Personal experiences, relationships, social issues and events are all possible stimuli for a songwriter’s muse, having the potential to release the flow of creative juices. Unsurprisingly, many iconic songs have their roots in their creators' …
My regular, Tuesday morning nature walks, facilitated by Grimsby Community Hub Centre 4, and hosted by tireless environmentalist Jim Elliott, are not only consistently gratifying, they're educational, too. If you've read my posts, such as 'Lincolnshire's Amazing Blow Wells,' 'Welbeck Spring,' or 'The Silent Sentinel of Welbeck Hill,' you will know that already. The Silent …
I was ten years of age in 1968. Coincidentally, so too was Rob Blaine of Idaho, USA - but I'll come back to him later. Like many youngsters growing up in the 60s, the keeping of a scrapbook was one of my hobbies. Unlike this blog, however, the content of which could be described as …
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