Some memories should be written in stone … and a family and a group of parental alienation campaigners remembered one of their own with a small plaque placed on top of a Welsh mountain. Matthew John Ali, aged 50, had recently become a new high-profile figure in the battle against […]
Memories
I feel more alive, alive alive oh. I’ve been to Ireland again, home to my blood city of Limerick, with diverts to Tipperary and Clare. As soon as my feet kiss Irish soil I feel rooted, my senses more atuned to all around me, more my true self. I’ve nothing […]
When I was growing up my grandfather would take all the grandchildren for walks. Whether it be a weekend or school holidays, he would find the time to take as many of us on an adventure. Usually we’d be from dawn till dusk, easily covering 15-20 miles. Unlike many children […]
I have never been one to ‘do’ exercise, though acknowledging it is a major part of any health programme. As a child I climbed imaginary mountains, up and down the hollows; I teetered along any flat high wall I came across, struggled to get a foothold on tree branches; I […]
There was a time in our lives when we all knew happiness and peace was our friend. The days were filled with blue skies and sunshine as the clouds above gently drifted by. With a light breeze upon us, we felt alive and full of vigour as though, […]
Allow me to create a picture for you – a picture of the streets of Manchester seen through the eyes of my childhood. My childhood was World War II. Most nights were spent underground with the beetles in our Anderson Shelter in my Dad’s leafy garden in Moston. We […]
Donald Trump has been described as a creep after a radio interview where he joked about having sex with Diana, Queen of Hearts, was made public. And, Trump even made a jibe about her having an HIV test. The Macho President – who is embroiled in WMD-rattling with North Korea’s […]
Twenty years after the death of Diana people have been making a pilgrimage to her home, Kensington Palace. Diana fans, some dressed head-to-toe in Union Jack outfits, put candles, card and flowers at the palace’s opulent cast iron gates and built a new, albeit temporary, shrine. But sadly, two decades […]
I’m looking back at many aspects of life in a small town, a suburb – my village; a typical Northern town where I happen to have been born and spent my entire life. Moston. I am reminded of a documentary on our TV screens a few years ago. It […]