The invitation said to dress in 1950s style. I’m not convinced my dress was that authentic: sort of tulip-shape, cap-sleeves, slightly empire line. Could have been anywhere between the 40s to the 60s and most
My father’s memories of the Coronation
As some of you know, I am in the process of writing up my dad’s diaries in the form of a blog: Memoirs of John Michael Grinsell. A few weeks ago I wrote a post about
Music was my first love…
I’d always wanted an acoustic guitar. As a teenager I played my dad’s classical guitar for a few years, mainly strumming some chords and singing along to myself. I never really progressed beyond Streets of London, Leaving on a
Blogging awards are like buses….
…….you wait for ages and then two come along together. Last week was quite something for me and my blog. First I discovered I had reached the final eight in the ‘Go!’ travel category
Dr McGregor-Robertson’s Guide to Spa Resorts
I know some of you (Kelloggsville?) have been wondering what has happened to the expert advice gleaned from The Household Physician 1874 (updated 1907). You may recall I shared the good doctor’s wisdom in the following posts:
A ‘Mum’s Gone To’ travel post, aged 12
You might think I’ve only been at this travel-writing lark for a few years but take a look at this scanned page from an exercise book and you’ll see that in October 1976, aged 12,
Yes, your highness
When I bring supper to my son, Rory, I usually pop it on a lap tray and make sure I dodge out of the way of the telly for the little prince, muttering to myself,
The day Alan Shearer proved to be a thoroughly good egg.
I came across this photo recently; evidence that on very rare occasions the Burgess family can turn their hand to craft activities. It was in 2005, an Easter egg decorating competition held in a local