Uncle Fred’s Early Life ‘Uncle Fred’, as we all called him, was, in reality, my maternal grandfather’s uncle, and my great great uncle. He was the only other member of my grandfather’s family I ever [more…]
“I have to make this restatement now at the end of this brief manifesto: Many are domestic animals and happy that way. I speak instead to the men who feel stifled by this bug world.” [more…]
The time passed very quickly and yet it felt slow. It was soon dark outside, and Afarin took the tennis ball and went out into the night. After a fifteen-minute walk she was at the [more…]
Monday Good morning happy readers. The temperature has dropped overnight, it’s still warm but it is a little cloudy and there is a tiny breeze, now this is Larry weather! It is still peaceful here [more…]
The Monday morning after Jinnie’s new restaurant opened she was in her office trying to work out how she could best tell ‘C’ that the American she had been asked to plan the insertion of [more…]
In August 1945 my uncle, John Alldridge, wrote this article commemorating the sixth anniversary of the end of World War II for the Manchester Evening News. He ended with the implication that the memory was [more…]
It’s that time again; when we get so far into the season it’s hard to think of “interesting” things to write about where vegetables are concerned, that I haven’t already mentioned at least half a [more…]
Previously in Oldham In July’s first part of Brown Wall, Blue Line we looked at Oldham. A report entitled Review into historic safeguarding practices in the borough of Oldham exposed a seedy underbelly of child [more…]
Afarin hurried out of the undergrowth and found the other three. They were crouched down waiting, Dan with a filtered signal torch, ready to send out two dashes and two dots. Afarin crouched down with [more…]
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