Today Emma and I enjoyed an open top bus tour of Poole and Bournemouth and then a visit to Compton Acres. Only as a child had I been there before and flowers and gardens held no interest for me, not like now, forty years later. Compton Acres is one of the finest privately owned gardens in the South of England.  Having undergone extensive refurbishment in … Continue reading Compton Acres revisited

In another stroll down Memory Lane, perhaps better named as Mammory Lane on this occasion, it’s a fond and retrospective nod to those old slapstick softcore movies that were on a par in the seventies with the Carry On films, though the Confessions quadcore had more revelations, full nudity for one thing (in the case of the ladies) but the success of these productions was … Continue reading Hits And Near Misses – a look back at those Confessions movies

So my cat who is some kind of psychotic serial killer chased a small Chaffinch into the lounge last Friday. At first I thought the bird noises were her playing with one of the toy birds I had bought for Duchess. VILLAIN OF THE PEACE When I realised what it was she was tormenting, it got itself behind all the TV and stuff so I … Continue reading Goodnight little angel…

I grew up with LBC.  I can go back a far as the days of Monty Modlyn! I never really liked listening to music at night. So spoken word in the form of phone-in shows were for me, far more entertaining. When talkRADIO and the subsequent talkSPORT came into being, I discovered a new world of amusing presenters. Some were known as shock jocks; Brian … Continue reading “My health is NOT in question” – Dickin, Hayes vs modern day radio broadcasters