Thursday, 26 September 2013

                  " COWBOY & INDIANS "

Osbert Drive, Thurcroft. 1970 ish
Once Upon a Time before Xbox, you couldn't ask for a 
more exciting game. No playing in your bedrooms, you 
was outside in the fresh air.
Imagination and agillty was the skill of the day, where you needed it back then to safe guard your Knackers from rusty nails.
The sounds you used to make during the battle was never quite has good has the one from Shii Ann ....
" OH GERONIMO ! WATCH MY F@@@ING WASHING "
But Hey ! there you go

Monday, 16 September 2013

Chemicals

INTELLIGENCE
Here's my take on the International crisis over Syria.
Growing up in the shadow of the Vietnam conflict during the 1960's and early 1970's, I
remember the daily diet of news footage of America's war against the Vietcong.
I remember too, the chemicals America once used ....Agent Orange and Napalm !!

Wednesday, 11 September 2013

THURCROFT HOTEL , Thurcroft, Rotherham, South Yorkshire, England


" THURCROFT HOTEL "


To me this was the eighth colour of the Rainbow during the 1970's and 1980's. My first love of the Hotel was around 1970 when my mate Phil Westwood lived there. I have so many wonderful memories of those care free days. The old duke box, the beer smell and to this day beer smells in a pub takes my mind back to The Hotel  all those footy games on the huge garden. The endless war games up stairs in the function room. I remember Phil's mum too, a lovely woman whose beans on toast were a specialty  I would like to thank Phil and his family for making me so welcome  and also to Cindy ( Alsatian dog ) for giving me a love bite to which I proudly wear the scar on my arm to this day.


Then fast forward to the start of my drinking days 1979 and 80's. Before the days of the internet, mobile phones, FB and Twitter, you just knew where to meet up with your mates...The Hotel 7 pm onwards. Sunday nights was like every pub in those days, it was buzzing. Sadly no longer, like thousands of pubs it's been bulldozed into the ground but, I wont let The Hotel be forgotten. 


I dedicate this Cartoon to Phil's mum, Freda Westwood, a Star.