The Hip Op Diary Part 1 Continued
Fri 9th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day (!) [Blast Off or Abort?]: Have to get up at 6 to be at the hospital by 7.30. I drive for the last time in...
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- Nov 3, 2022
The Hip Op Diary Part 1 continued
Sun 4th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day -5: Wake to monster stomach gripe. Downstairs Alice and Matt have nearly finished washing up and clearing...
- Nov 1, 2022
The Hip Op Diary Part 1 (continued)
Thurs 1st Jan 2015: Hip Op Day -8: New Year Jane is up early and off to Louth for her Slimming World group. After breakfast, I start to...
- Oct 26, 2022
The Hip Op Diary Part One: Out of Joint
Tues 30th Dec 2014: Hip Op Day Minus 10 (and counting): What a start. I get half way to Lincoln before realizing that I have forgotten my...
- Oct 24, 2022
Tale 10 Part 5: Crying Into the Sprouts
Way Out West was on the television when the phone rang. It had just got to one of my favourite bits. Sighing heavily, I left Stan Laurel...
- Oct 23, 2022
Tale 10 Part 4: Crying Into the Sprouts
It wasn’t just the nature of Graham’s death which stunned us all; it was the fact that he had disappeared for good, without warning, that...
- Oct 19, 2022
Tale 10 Part 3: Crying Into the Sprouts
On the 30th of July, 1966, the nation celebrated and then, three months later, on Friday the 21st of October, it mourned. Aberfan. Just...
- Oct 16, 2022
Tale 10 Part 2: Crying Into the Sprouts
‘Are Nana and Grandad going to die?’ ‘Ooh, not for a long time. You don’t have to start worrying about that...Eh, look, your mum’s ready...
- Oct 14, 2022
Tale 10 Part 1: Crying into the Sprouts
‘And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad’ Maud: Tennyson The fence which bordered Chris’ drive was laced with honeysuckle. After a...
- Oct 11, 2022
Tale 8: Ron and the London Taxi
As much as I had been excited to see Jimmy, I couldn’t help feel frustrated that his brief visit had largely gone unnoticed. There had...
- Oct 10, 2022
Tale 7 Part 3: A Cockney Rebel
During the next year, Jimmy joined the Army and was soon stationed in Germany. I was so proud, I couldn’t wait to let everyone know....
- Oct 5, 2022
Tale 7 Part 2: A Cockney Rebel
You could still see patches of Lone Ranger wallpaper in Jimmy’s bedroom but most of it was hidden by newspaper and magazine cuttings and...
- Oct 2, 2022
Tale 7 Part 1: A Cockney Rebel
Jimmy, my teddy bear Jimmy was my all-time hero. I even named my teddy bear after him. He was my cousin from London. He looked like a...
- Sep 29, 2022
Tale 6 Part 2: Wiggy and the Scouting World
By the summer of my second camp, I had been installed as patrol leader, with Mark as my seconder. We were above Baslow in Derbyshire....
- Sep 26, 2022
Tale 6 Part 1: Wiggy and the Scouting World
Like a Victorian grotesque, Mrs Greasby could have graced any page of a Dickens’ novel. Wiggy, on the other hand, was another kettle of...
- Sep 14, 2022
Tale 4 Part 2: The Fenland Bobsleigh Team
(Continued.) ‘Watch out, Kenny!’ Heeding his friend’s warning, he dived sideways and landed with a squeal. Failing to find its target,...
- Sep 13, 2022
Tale 4 Part 1: The Fenland Bobsleigh Team
It was the summer term. Fruit picking time. After school, a double-decker bus would ferry pickers to and from Bowser’s strawberry fields...
- Sep 11, 2022
Tale 3 Part 2: The Missing Link
Map of Lincolnshire Wolds; can you spot Somersby and Bag Enderby? I swung my damp duffel bag onto my back and followed Jack across the...
- Sep 8, 2022
Tale 3 Part 1: The Missing Link
Even though some families were lucky enough to own cars in the early 60s, everybody had a bike. My mum had a sit-up-and-beg model with a...
- Sep 6, 2022
Tale 2: A Headless Pheasant
Mark’s dad had taken us along to our first big November shoot. As ten-year olds, we were by far the youngest of the beaters. The day...
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