Great Grandson. Well my only one so far.
So far so good I seem to have sorted the problem out and will be staying on the site. Although I don't know why the print is so pasty. The two pictures I put on earlier are at the bottom of this blog. I think it looks ugly without something at the top. So here I go again, will try to put another on the top. I have to apologise as usual, but when I put the Viaduct on, I just said how nice it was. That was because I have no idea where it is. Although it does look like Yorkshire to me.
Today I am sitting looking at a very angry sea. It is rolling in; in all it's awesome beauty. Spitting its fume as if it's saying look at me with all my majestic strengh. I can see a big yellow digger where we are getting new flood defences, not in use right now as no one could stand up in the gale that's howling outside. It's funny but I feel so snug in this small place, and safe. I have been here ten years and the second year there was the massive storm that flooded parts of Calisle. I could see my front window bowing in slightly and of course was really scared as it was a first for me. I was in bed when it became scary, so I got up at around 2am and put my clothes on. I thought to myself, 'Well if I doing a Judy Garland and flying on the Yellow Brick Road, I'm going to have my underwear on.' Now I think, 'Well look at all the insurance I'd get, what a lot of good adventures holidays I could have.
This site has made so many changes that it is hard to use as it flicks about all over the place. Also it has made a major mistake with my site which it doesn't seem to be taking seriously. But has made my site very vunerable. So I will have to start a new blog. I may be off sometime but will do my best to get a new one up and running as soon as possible. Unless they do sort it out, which I'm sure they could.
Well what a roller coaster this past few weeks have been. Where I start I’m not sure.
This is what I started to write a couple of weeks ago.
I have put a picture on earlier of the Scotch Buildings that were in my town when I when I was a kid. They have been demolished for many years. Still I have memories of those very ones in the picture. The shop on the corner was a butchers and the shop on the side was a general grocers. On the other side of the butchers was the entrance to the flats.
‘I had been listening to the news earlier on the radio, when they were talking about Ebola. Also that doctors in Britain were giving people too many antibiotics.’
This brought memories to me about our life in around 1947, 48. I was around 11 years old. We used to play out in the streets and always had little groups of boys and girls. Penicillin hadn’t arrived, well not to us as far as I remember. I remember the first time I was given it by my doctor. I had a really bad throat infection, and had what we called a fever in those days. I was working so must have been fourteen. I was in bed and could see things crawling up the wall. My mother had to call the doctor. Dr Magill came and prescribed penicillin chewing gum. Over the years I have asked about this and no one had ever heard of it. I thought I wasn't mistaken so looked it up on the computor and I was right. It didn't last long so most people didn't remember it. All this is supposed to be going into my third book about Barrow, but so far I just haven't sat down to finish it. I'm still thinking about what to call it. It has to start,'Cos That's The Way, because my other books are called, 'Cos That's The Way It Was, and 'Cos That's The Way It Is. It was my teenage years when bop came in and our singing heroes were such as Jimmy young, Johny Rae, and Frankie Lane. Not sure I have spelt those names right. Dancing was what we all loved, the Rink, The Public Hall and sometimes the Floral Hall, Morecambe. The midnight train back was a legend, I wasn't allowed to go there. Thankfully, I was allowed to sleep at my friends house after the dance on a Saturday night. Her mother was much more easier going than mine!
‘Hang on and you will finally follow why I’m talking about the Scotch Buildings.’
The first entrance to the flats was where one of my best friends lived. They lived in the flat at the top of the building in the picture. Inside the doors there was a stone spiral staircase. No lifts in those days! We still have the building on Barrow Island and they have no lifts.
My friends Dad was quite a character. ‘’One of many in those days!’ The old picture of the shops reminded me of one of the things he got up to. He had gone missing for a couple of days, and turned back up bringing his wife a bunch of grapes. ‘It was more unusual for him to bring her something, than for him to go missing.' So she was surprised, then when she went down to the grocers to get some shopping. She was surprised again, he had got them on tic and she had to pay for them. Tic is what you would call credit now; it was what was normal then. ‘Almost all the corner shops gave tic to people to tide them over to pay day.’
The next memory was of my friend falling over the top of the spiral staircase and hitting the coal bunker at the bottom smashing it. For some reason she had dashed out of the flat and just gone over the iron banister. There were lot of rumours about how it happened! Of course in those time, life just went on every thing just passed by. Believe it or not she just landed up in hospital with a fractured spine. In what seemed no time, she was back out playing with us in the street again. Of course time passes quickly when you are young and as busy as we were then. Many of us had jobs then, milk, papers, etc for the boys. Working in the market, small shops, baby caring etc for the girls. ‘She grew up and married, also had children.’ This was without all the help we have now. Also no one thought of trying to sue whoever they could to get compensation from. 'Oh how times have changed.'
Well, I never thought I would be an old lady wearing glasses stuck up with cellotape. My glasses have been on and off more times than Jordan’s romances this week. Another weekend when my local hospital has been my hotel for couple of days. Long story, only to say I am one of the lucky ones who are getting the best of care. Still ongoing but the steroids are working right now. Steroids! They are miracle workers, but when you read what they can do it’s scary. I hope I don’t grow a beard, but the fact that they can make your face puff up, might be the face lift I need, all my wrinkles ironed out in one go. It also says you can develop mental problems. ‘Some around me would say I already have them.’ So hopefully they won’t notice if they get worse.
They are great pain killers, but here I am at 4-30 writing, not complaining though because I have slept like a log for five hours. The only thing I have ever had in common with Mrs Thatcher is that five hours good sleep is all I need.
I lost my glasses a few times in my bed when I was in hospital and must have cracked an arm. Then a friend hugged me and to her consternation the arm fell off. ‘No she didn’t break them, just finished what was an accident waiting to happen. I have had to wait a few days before I could get a new pair, hence the cellotape. I do tend to be accident prone!
This reminded me of what a friend said to me years ago. 'After I rolled a van over. He said I was an accident waiting to happen. ‘I think that was because the first time I was out to dinner with him.’ I managed to knock a glass of wine over him. At that time I was drinking white so it wasn’t too bad! He forgave me, and took a chance because he took me out for many lovely dinners.
Now I drink red and if you remember, managed fall over right onto my forehead in February. I had only had one glass of red wine with my dinner. It was in a pub and we had spent our time talking at the dinner table for three hours. You may have heard the story before, to cut it short I landed up in A&E. They gave me a good check out but didn’t do a head scan. I am having one in a couple of days! Could write more but it's now 7-30 so I'm going to make a cuppa and take it back to bed with me.
I am going to take a chance and post this, what could be my last blog on here. I am resiliant though and will try to get a solution to this problem.
So for now. Take care friends and be happy. I will still be in touch with many on FB and back on my blog soon if the mistake can be rectified. So enjoyed your company.