Tag: Memoir

Witnessing Movie History

I was allowed to sit in the Director’s chair!  This chair was made of light wood and was foldable.  It had black material for the seat and the back rest was of the same black material but with one difference; in bold white capital letters, the word ‘DIRECTOR’.  This was no ordinary chair.  Here, in…

Kangaroo Hops

The idea of it, filled me with excitement.  “Yes, I’m serious, mate” he added.  “I can Supervise trainees and so this is no different.  I guess I should run it by my Boss, but I know you’ll do just fine.  I trust you and I know you’ll be okay”.  I wondered whether this meant he might…

Idols of the Manor

I fully expected that I would have to take off my boots.  As we did so, taking the lead from our friends, my Partner and I managed to cram our boots into the small racks that had been set up outside the entrance to the Manor.  I felt sure that I would not find my…

Dead Poets and Therapy in the Written Word

In 2015 my Partner and I, with two friends and their dog (her name is Caddy), had decided upon a day boating on The Broads; a delightful and extensive waterway in the counties of Suffolk and Norfolk, here in England.  We hired a boat that we picked up at Suffolk’s Oulten Broad and off we set. Having…

Mexico Part 4: Jill and the Pyramid

It was time for me to depart from the coach and say my farewells to Olive and Blossom. They said that they would be visiting the mighty Pyramid at Chichen Itza the next day and that we may well bump into each other again and I hoped that we would meet again, for these two…

Stunts and Submarines

I remember feeling excited.  What little boy doesn’t like going to the office with his Dad and getting the chance to see where his Dad works?  Well, I was no different.  It was all very exciting yet, as we approached the gated entrance, everything looked austere, official and rather foreboding, to me.   My Dad has…

Mexico Part 3: Jazz and Gunfire

Olive and Blossom were two very characterful women.  They explained to me that they had been life long friends.  They had never married and had lived together as companions since they were in their twenties.  My instincts suggested that these two striking and confident women, with neatly trimmed and greying hair, were probably Partners but frankly that…

Mexico Part 2: Taking a Risk, Gold, Blossom and Olive

Cancun, by any stretch of imagination, is not Mexico.  Cancun is the United States of America.  Although the market has opened up a lot to the ‘average’ traveller, since my visit there in 1996, I am sure that Cancun is still very much the playground of the rich USA set.  Certainly, I found that anything representing…

Mexico Part 1: The Journey, Flying and Exposure Therapy

In 1996, when I was twenty-four going on twenty-five years of age, my Dad invited me to join him on a two week holiday to Mexico.  I had never thought I would get to see Central America.  This was such a wonderful opportunity and I was extremely grateful that my Dad wanted to share this holiday…

From Sheep to Theatreland

Theatreland.  Covent Garden. Some friends of ours own a couple of properties in Covent Garden and kindly offered us use of one of them; a delightful studio apartment in Neal Street.  A weekend away.  Perfect. I had noticed some anxiety rising at the idea of travelling on Public Transport.  This was largely due to the…