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Friday, 1 May 2009

Bits And Pieces


75 comments:

Del. said...

In my last term at school, 1945, I had a class mate called Kenny Ball who was the choir teachers favourite because he could hit a top C, and we were great rivals. It was decided to put on a play, called 'Clipper Ships,' and Ken and I were chosen to appear as seamen, but he got the speaking role. I'd made a papier mache parrot and used a clay pipe as props. I found that when I sucked the pipe it made a screaching sound, just like a parrot, so I had a great time sounding off every time that Ken began to say anything. A few years later, as I began to study trumpet, he also got one and used to practice at the Youth Club. When I came out of the army I discovered that there was a Kenny Ball jazz band on the radio and felt sure that he was doing well. A few years passed and then Kenny Ball appeared on 'This is Your Life,' and he wasn't my Kenny, after all. More years passed and, at the first jazz festival that I exhibited in, Kenny Ball and his Jazzmen were appearing so I went round the see him and introduced myself, saying that I was pleased to finally meet up with the Kenny Ball that I didn't go to the Cuckoo with. You can imagine the look of confusion on his face, but we had a good laugh, over a couple of beers. I've often wondered what happened to my Kenny. Does anyone remember him, or the play? Del.

phil said...

Hi Del,i have just asked my misses about the other Kenny Ball,i didn't know your one.The jazz Kenny Ball was a local boy and used to go to Bordeston school where my father in law went.Would have been around 1934ish.My in law thought Bally as he was known could never play the trumpet,just shows you how wrong you can be

Del said...

Phil, we have some confusion here. Kenny, the jazzer, was born In Ilford, Essex, in 1930. My Kenny, like me, was born in 1931. As for Bordeston School, my guy could have gone there, he was a bright kid, but it wouldn't have been in the 30s. Del.

phil said...

Del i know its a bit late for this i've just got in from a meal.Anyway could the jazzer have moved this way i'm only going by what my misses said,i remember my in law saying this but he's not with us now,so i can't ask him .I would not know as i was born in 1941.I do remeber now the old chap saying things like that,cause he also played the trumpet i wouldn't mind trying to find out but the old man did go to Bordeston,if i find out anything i'll be in touch

Del said...

Phil, my only thought about the school was to do with the date as Kenny would have only been four years old in 1934. The last time that I met him was at the funeral of a mutual friend, Eddie Chapman, the WW2 double agent. Did you see the film about him, 'Triple Cross,'? He was a class A villain, but a lovely guy and a good mate. Del.

tags said...

What do you guys think of KennyG he plays boring smooth elevator music with what sounds like some cheap plastic sax to me.
The ladies like him though.

phil said...

Del you must be right my father in law was 66 when he died in 1986 working back he would have been born in 1920 left school at 14 ie,1934,i'll dig the bugger up and find out whats going on,my misses must have got it wrong somewhere sorry buddy i will try to find out more.nite nite

jim davis said...

Phil don't worry it is not unusual for a woman to get things wrong, is it Yvonne???. Anyway if you do not mind me interjecting for a moment. I think what I have to say might be of use to some of you that have not bothered using this helpfull tool we have on this page. After you have entered your comment, then clicked the name/url button and entered your name, before you press the publish button click on PREVIEW once you have started using it I think you will wonder why you have not done so before now. You will find mistakes you have made, are easier to spot and edit before you go ahead and publish.

phil said...

Thanks Jim i'll do that.Del you are quite right i just looked up Kenny Ball on youtube and my father in law gave us a load of old bullshit i can only apologise
i will dig the bugger up,make me look like a plonker!

yvonneh said...

Phil dont worry we all make mistakes especially when we are fed information over time, I was always told that boys were better than girls. Jim, why dont you recognise that we women are far superior to you men.

yvonneh said...

Phil dont worry we all make mistakes especially when we are fed information over time, I was always told that boys were better than girls. Jim, why dont you recognise that we women are far superior to you men.

phil said...

Steady on Yevonne,thanks for your sympathy,but i can't go along with you fems being the superior sex i'm with jim on this

phil said...

Bugger spelt your name wrong Yvonne did'nt do what jim suggested won't happen again

yvonneh said...

Thats why we are superior, I can spell my name I dont have to check anywhere before MY letters go out.
Come on you ladies, Grace where are you and Valb dont let those silly boys get away with these slurs. I am being ganged up on, It is my computer that makes the mistakes like printing comments twice, not me.

Del said...

Phil, that's okay, don't worry about it. I used to tell people that I'd been a mate of Kenny, the jazzer, until I found out that he was a different guy. Del

Del said...

Tags, when I first heard Kenny G playing his alto sax, not my favourite instrument, I was quite impressed. Later, someone gave me a CD that he'd made, playing Christmas Carols. It was terrible and the sleeve notes that he wrote were so cloying and sickly that I couldn't listen to him again. Del.

tags said...

I prefer great Stan Getz or Gerry Mulligan.

tags said...

I remember the Mother Superior at the Hayling Island Convent where we stayed as little kids, the old crab told me off but I can't imagine what a little angel like me could could done or said to desrve it, can you?

tags said...

She told my bruvver off too!

Val B said...

Yvonne, you have done a brilliant job in keeping those men down and I have followed you every bit of the way. Just a few more days and I will have more time to help you out. Keep going girl!

Grace said...

Yvonneh What do you suggest we do to bring the boy,s down a peg or two we have to convince them somehow we are the Superior Race i was thinking of a special badge for us inteligent,good looking,hardworking generous females. what say you.

yvonneh said...

I agree with both of you except, Val, they are not men, they are still little smart alec boys. with nowt between the ears except pounds of spuds. Thanks for all the support, WE WILL OVERCOME.

jim davi said...

Now let us get something straight girls, Yvonne on more than one occasion has entered the same comment twice, (on one occasion she even did it three times) I have heard of the tooth fairy but Yvonne has got one for her computer. Grace your mistakes are deliberate are they? Tut! Tut! you will have to come up with something better than that. Now you Valb a couple of months ago there was a picture of you and a friend in the Gazette, singing bawdy songs in the Park Hotel, then the following month you had the cheek to tell us you were innocent back then, Tut Tut to you as well.

yvonneh said...

Jim
when did you ever do anything straight, please tell me, when we played golf you couldnt even hit your balls straight, so explanation on what straight means please.

jim davis said...

Now it is my turn to tell you why us men are the dominant sex. One thing I have learned about you women is you like to feel superior to us men. So I use that to my advantage, I always say sorry. What is more I say sorry even when I am right, which by the way is very nearly always. Why would I do that? Well I have found when women are in the wrong they don't like to admit it. So I jump in quick and say I am sorry. It never fails women fall for it, they are usually so pleased I soon have them eating out of my hands. So you see I let them off one hook then immediately put them on another. Oh! Yes! It is like taking candy from a baby .

yvonneh said...

Jim Answer the question pleeeeease

yvonneh said...

Jim ,you are just copying me and sneaking it in on another heading.
Read my comment on the editors page written at 19.39 come on use your own ideas not mine. And answer the question on straight,

jim davis said...

I am just trying to be a gentleman Yvonne, I am not sure I like it very much you talking about my balls in front of all these people. Also I did not see your post before I wrote mine, strange isn't it.

phil said...

Keep going Jim i think your doing a great job you only have to give them a little rope and! hey presto

yvonneh said...

Jim you still havent answered my question, Phil what is he supposed to give us, I hope its not mexican flue, when I was a kid and we lived opposite one another, he just pinched my marbles. The only thing he gives me is a headache.

tags said...

Sunday Morning Sex

I will never hear church bells ringing again without smiling.
Upon hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95-year-old grandmother and comfort her. When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied, "He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning." Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that 2 people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble
"Oh no, my dear," replied granny. "Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong."
She paused to wipe away a tear, and continued, "He'd still be alive if the ice cream truck hadn't come along.

jim davis said...

Johnb I rarely if ever laugh at jokes when they are writen, I think it is how a person tells a joke that makes them funny or not. But that one was a classic I laughed at that one. Nice one.

jim davis said...

Ok Yvonne I will come clean, I do not have any recollection of the golf you are talking about. I was going through a very stressful time back then. I do remember playing golf with your brother Brian quite a few times. Then one day out of the blue, Ken his brother-in-law turned up with a bird that did not stop nagging. Boy she did my brain in, I think I must have blanked that part out of my memory bank. Are you now telling me that the nagger was you?

georgek said...

Good joke Tags,I laughed,Joan came to see what I was laughing about,she read it,and is in the kitchen still laughing.

Grace said...

Jim Davis Had to say i was wrong because boys go all sulky and go into a Tantrum if they dont get there own way and i thought i dont want to upset the old fellow and hurt his feelings so all is forgiven Jim.

jim davis said...

Grace you made two opposing statements and you have the cheek to say I was wrong. I blame womens logic, THEY HAVE NONE. Oh yes YVONNE I missed the bit about you never check your spelling. There was no need to tell us that, I for one noticed you can spell your name. Pity you can't stop your finger from entering the same comment twice though.

tags said...

Eff sent me this one...I think.

Forgetter Be Forgotten

My forgetter's getting better,
But my rememberer is broke
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke

For when I'm 'here' I'm wondering
If I really should be 'there'
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!

Oft times I walk into a room,
Say 'what am I here for?'
I wrack my brain, but all in vain!
A zero, is my score.

At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
Is, generally, me!

When shopping I may see someone,
Say 'Hi' and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself, 'who the hell was that?

Yes, my forgetter's getting better
While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.

tags said...

This is another
Beyond The Brent
memory that was written in 2007 for this site...

A River Beyond
by Tags

A River Beyond



Maybe it all started long ago, in our teacher Miss Irwin's class, in my first year at Cuckoo Junior Boy's school.

I sat at a desk in the front row and gazed at the beautiful sunlit painting on the wall.

It was quite a large picture, and it had been skillfully painted in oils by Miss Irwin's husband.

The scene was like something from the Song of Hiawatha by the poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The poem, as you know, is about Hiawatha's departure, and the first two lines are,

"By the shores of Gitchie Gumee. By the shining Big Sea Water".

I'm sure that you must have heard it.

Miss Irwin's husband, the artist, may well have been inspired by this poem because in the scene was a lake or wide river, with tall fir trees in the distance and in the foreground there was an American Indian dressed in doeskin and moccasins, he was about to set out in his canoe. At least that's how I remember it, as a kid I was so fascinated by it.

Little did I know at the time, that one day I would also become an artist and eventually cross a big pond, the Atlantic Ocean.

Neither did I have any idea, that one day America would become my new home.

I don't have a wigwam or canoe like Hiawatha, but I am fortunate enough to have a modest cottage in the state of Wisconsin on the Rock River which flows through Lake Koshkonong, which is about mile upstream.

This river is considerably wider than the Brent and is full of fish, from Carp, Bluegill, Catfish to Walleye and others. There are plenty of Mallard ducks, Canadian Geese,

A few Great Blue Herons, Turkey Buzzards, Cliff Swallow's and even tiny Humming Birds etc. Also we have plenty of grey squirrels, chipmunks, some deer, a wood chuck and frogs etc. I haven't seen any bears nearby yet, but I think I saw a Bobcat early one morning.

My favorite time is in the Fall (Autumn), the reflections of the blazing foliage colors on the calm mirror glass sparkling water at sunrise is a site to behold.

It's much quieter then and most of the vacationers and pleasure boaters have gone home 'til next summer.

You may hear or see the occasional couple of fisherman trolling in their motor boats, or a lone kayak enthusiast paddling along, or sadly, you may hear the distant sounds of the duck hunter's guns echoing across the water.

Although the Rock River is quite deep, Lake Koshkonong is fairly shallow, but plenty deep enough for boating and skiing. It is however pretty big, about ten square miles, if you continue up the Rock River on the other side of the lake, you will eventually come to a bird sanctuary, Horicon Marsh, here the migrating "snow birds" gather, millions of various kinds of birds flocking and preparing to go, or returning from spending the winter in South Florida and other places.

I even go up to the lake in the winter, when it gets frozen in places and you can see some

men "ice fishing" through a hole they cut in the ice, in sub zero temperatures. Or hear the occasional snowmobile or see sitting on the bird feeder, a scarlet red Cardinal contrasted against the pure white snow.

Whoever knew that the lovely painting on the wall in my junior boy's class could represent my journey to far off land and a river….Beyond The Brent.

yvonneh said...

Tags that is Utopia, please send more jokes, Ken loves them, he nearly fell out of his chair when the ice cream float went by. Jim stop trying to get round me and answer my question. I dont nag I discuss,

jim davis said...

Yvonne I forget the question.

Grace said...

JIM Davis one question are you going to the reunion?

jim davis said...

That depends on why you want to know Grace.

phil said...

Here's a little story i heard.An Amish father & son were visiting a mall for the first time,they were amazed by all the things they saw especially the two silver walls at the far end,that would move apart and then close again(the father had never seen an elevator)"father"the boy asked"what is that."i've no idea "said the father ,not taking his eyes off them,just then a fat old lady in a wheel chair went up to the wall,pressed the button the silver wall moved apart and the lady went into the room with the walls closing behind her.The father & son watched the numbers above the walls light up and move slowly upwards,then after a short while the lighted numbers began to move slowly down .When the silver walls opened a 24 year old long legged blond came out,the father not taking his eyes off the blond leant over and quietly said to his son"go get your mother"

tags said...

Good joke Phil, I just thought that I'd tell the folks back home that an elevator is a lift.

jim davis said...

By the way Grace, yes I am going to the reunion.

yvonneh said...

I dont understand phil. did you mean Hamish the scottish bag piper.

Del said...

Yvonne, as Phil hasn't replied to your query about the Amish, it is a religious sect of the Menonite Church, founded is Switzerland and Germany. In America they are mostly settled in Ohio, Pennsylvania and Indiana. The point of Phil's story is that they still ride around in horse drawn carriages and don't have anything to do with cars, 'phones, TVs or any of the other modern day products that the rest of us have come to believe we can't live without. Del

yvonneh said...

thanks for the info Del, I am not really ignorant just mischeivious.
Sitting in hospital with Ken I overheard a conversation about mexican flue, it ended with " It is a waste of time phoning the swine flue hotline as I was on there for hours and all I got was crackling"
I relayed this to kens nurse who said that a friend of hers phoned her husband to say she had run out of petrol just outside a garage but she was scared to go in in case she caught swine flue. You silly b------ said her husband the flue comes from Mexico not Texaco.

Anonymous said...

Yvonne, I remember a conversation that I overheard when I was working for a Jewish company that designed, and made, shop front fascias. I was drawing away in my cubicle when I heard two of our lady clients talking. One said, "Miriam, did you hear about the lovely young man that Sylvia met?" "No," replied Miriam. "Well," continued the other woman, "this lovely young guy went round to her place, took down all her underwear, was finished in an hour and only charged her ten pounds." I could only wonder what I was doing, toiling away in a cupboard, and this other bloke was having the time of his life and getting paid for it. I plucked up courage and went out to ask them what they'd been talking about and it turned out that Sylvia owned a lingerie shop in Oxford Street and the young man was a freelance window dresser. They roared with laughter went I told them what I imagined had happened and invited me to lunch at Isows, the top Jewish restaurant. To this day I'm still glad that I discovered the truth. Del.

phil said...

Del thanks for explaining to Yvonne what the Amish folks are like,i wonder if she was pretending that she new what they are.Sorry i didn,t reply earlier,i've just got in from seeing my team Chelsea cheated out of a champions league final place,by some pratt from Norway.(please excuse my wording).I've had a real bad day

Del said...

Phil, where the hell did you go to watch that game? Many, too many, years ago I was in a London hospital and Dave Sexton was in the same ward. We used to have competitions to see which one of us could beat he other at crosswords. Years later, when I was teaching, he was the manager of Chelsea and was kind enough to send me a whole batch of photo's, autographed by the players, to hand out to the Chelsea supporters in my class, the year they beat Leeds on the replay,1970. Lovely guy. Del.

yvonneh said...

Hi Del/phil,
Yes I did know what the Amish were, About 6 weeks ago there was a documentry on television, Where one of them rebelled, and was cast aside and had to appear before a amish court, even his parents were not allowed to talk to him, but he elected his brother to be his ally. They wore straw hats, braces, on their trouserswhite shirts with no collars, The men all wore beards. So yes phil, I was joking with Hamish. Agree with you about Chelsea feel for you.

jim davis said...

Hee! Hee!

phil said...

I can see why your laughing Jim she's done it again,but i musn't be to hard on her she is feeling sorry for me.Thanks Yvonne its a shame but Chelsea will be in the brown stuff now because of the trouble afterwards,probabley get barred from european comps,Mr Platini so called head of UEFA dosn't like English teams especially Chelsea(the french prat) Del i only went to watch it at my daughters they got one of these 40 inch things HD and all that stuff,and hang on Jim i've just realised you could be laughing at my boys loseing,not poor Yvonne saying the same thing twice

jim davis said...

No Phil not Chelsea, Yvonnr gives me enough to smile at.

phil said...

Thanks Jim i'm in morning here terrible night, never mind all over now.By the way Ken Bunting rang me the other night,sends his regards to you

yvonneh said...

Phil, Do you really believe Jim. He WAS laughing at your team, he never laughs at me, he darent. I hope you have noticed that he still cant spell my name. Tut tut.

jim davis said...

Boy Yvonne you are scraping the bottom of the barrel. I don't suppose you have noticed that a QWERTY keypad has the E & R next to each other so it was a typo.

yvonneh said...

Are you saying Jim that your fingers are to fat or you need new glasses, with your keyboard read quirky not qwerty.
My dad used to say that a poor workman always blames his tools
nerr nah na nerr nerr

jim davis said...

I don't know why it happens Yvonne, but on more than one occasion I have had women take one look at my hands and say I wish you were my Gynecologist, does that give you a clue? but i take your point. What is your excuse for continually putting the same comment on twice or more, St Vitas Dance? Seriously my mum used to say that to us kids if we kept fidgeting, did yours.? It is strange how words from the past creep into ones mind as that did. I am not sure what the illness is called now-days. Perhaps Parkinson's, I am sure someone will tell us though.

yvonneh said...

Cant answer that Jim I will have to wait for a medical page. I will just sit and laugh at your comments

jim davis said...

Our crooked Uk politicians keep saying they have not broken the law or rules. That may be the case but they surely broke the spirit of it. Politicians made the rules, and one would think not without legal advice. The question now is, was it set up deliberately that way so it would be so easy to abuse the rules. I believe the most important thing a man or woman can have is principals. Crooks or not I sincerely believe these politicians are without principals, and as far as I am concerned, be they Man or Woman a person with no principals can get no lower.

jim davis said...

One last thing, there is a name that I have not seen mentioned with regard to this political scandal. But it would not surprise me if the name of Conrad Black is not mentioned at some time or the other. In what context? Well I have my own idea's and I am probably wrong, but we will have to wait and see.

yvonneh said...

Jim even I cannot defend the indefensible, But you cannot tar everyone with the same brush. Little is heard of Dennis Skinner the MP for Bolsover, elected in the 70s. I have nothing but admiration for this MP. Apart from the miners strike, this man has not missed a meeting in the house, he always sits at the front and always has his say. This man meets his constituents every week in their local working mens club. Ken and I were invited there after the support we gave to the miners through there battle against pit closures. This man will not accept a drink from anyone and he will not buy them one in case it is seen to compromise his position. He sits on no boards, and will only accept that his job is to represent his constituents, I have never met a more honorable man. John Fraser Retired front bencher refused to take a knighthood as he did not believe that there should be a body of unelected people, The House of Lords,that were raking in the money for attending meetings and had the power to overturn decisions. that had been made by the elected representatives. This was purely set up in days of yore to find places for people who had retired to spend their days, as they bought their positions, it then turned into a body that were given honours for favours. If it were abolished it would save us millions. The idea of paying for wages, housing and poll tax for MPs was to allow the ordinary person to become an MP, as you well know at one stage the only people who became MPs were those that could afford to do so, namely those with titles. Like you I think it has now gone too far. But I wish that the same fuss was being made about the bosses who exploit there workers and when Thatcher made it her business to destroy the unions who looked after our interests it opened the doors to the crooks like Maxwell who bought the Daily Herald and then proceeded to steal their pension funds, CAVs from Acton was another example where it was bought out by an american firm who promptly stole the pension funds and refused to contribute there part of it. So my brother who had expected after 25 years with the firm to have an enhanced pension after paying for it all those years ended up with a state pension and redundancy at the minimum rate of pay, Or the banks bosses who have fleeced everyone, why do we not here more about these. Why is there no big enquiry into these crooks, they can rob us and retire to their luxury homes, but if we rob them ------I leave you to answer that one.

jim davis said...

I should have made it clear Yvonne, I just took it for granted that everyone would realize not all MPs are Charlatans. I was really talking about the parties in general. In particular the ones at or near the top. It must be very difficult for a really honorable person to get to the top.

yvonneh said...

I think the answer to that Jim is that the honorable ones dont want to be at the top as they believe, rightly so that their constituents come first. I worry about your suggestion of voting for the obscure parties though, as one of those other parties is the BNP and we all know what they represent.

jim davis said...

It really doesn't matter Yvonne, perhaps the Monster Raving Looney Party would be a better choice. Having said that if the BNP did get quite a few votes, it would send shock waves through the establishment. Normally I would not consider voting for them and I do believe we should always vote. But the question for me is, FOR WHO?. I am sick and tired of us the people being taken for mugs, and the way I feel I will vote for anyone except the three main parties.

yvonneh said...

have you seen the resignations Jim perhaps you will stand for parliament now as an honorable man,you could stand for the chauvenistic party, or the cuckooite party. Be better than some we have. On reflection about what you said about voting for an obscure party it would only work if we all voted for the same one to shake up the three, I could perhaps bring myself to go green as they seem to be the only other principled party,

jim davis said...

It is so kind of you to say so Yvonne, are you feeling alright? I don't think anyone would need to worry about the BNP or the like getting in power. It just would not happen, but a sizable vote for any crazy party would I feel really bring home to politicians, that we will no longer put up with their complete disregard of the people.

yvonneh said...

Jim I am having one of my nice moments so dont knock it.

eden said...

hi all, seeing all the old pictures and comments i was interested to find out if any one new my dad and his family. My dad was Edward (Ted) Eden and the eden family lived at 12 Westcott Crescent and he was born there in 1946 i think. he moved away when he got married and we moved back to No7 in the 80's. any info and pics would be appreciated,
cheers

Angela Ware Kelling said...

We were all playing in the Holdstock back garden.All of a sudden Michael's glasses dissapeared.We searched everywhere,getting more frantic by the minute. Just as we were trying to decide who was brave enough to tell thier Mum, someone looked up & saw them hanging by the earpiece on the clothesline. What a relief!!!

Tommy said...

Hi Angela,that is a great memory from the past,funny how we remember those little things from years gone by.I remember I was around ten years old and running across the area where we had conker trees and falling down and bashing up my knees but guess what when I was lying on the ground I found a two shilling piece that must have Been there for years .You can bet I was not worrying about my gashed up knees,two bob that was a lot of money in 1947.

Angela Ware Kelling said...

I'll bet your eyes really lit up when you saw it.

Liz Sarruco, said...

Hi Tommy,

It may be of interest to those who are not living here anymore to know that the Community Centre is undergoing a major refurbishment, paid for by Ealing Council, possible with some other funding, not sure. I don't have much detail as to what exactly is being done but the whole building is covered in scaffolding and netting. I am sure the roof is one of the major jobs as it has been a problem for many years. If you drop Margaret a line I am sure she will be happy to provide more info. In fact, I am copying her in on this message and perhaps she can enlighten me as well :-)

I am not sure if it is of interest to anybody but I don't know if you have ever heard of Stagecoach, a company providing drama, singing and dance lessons to children from age 4 upwards and who are using Hobbayne school as its base at weekends. Richard has attended for nearly 4 years and this year he is going to play Oliver in the musical they are putting on stage. It will take place at Watermans Theatre in Brentford on 12th July. Naturally I am a very proud mother who will probably be a gibbering wreck on the big day. Richard is also one of the faces on the Stagecoach advertisements, often seen in the local press, as well as on their banners.

Being a mother of a 7 year old boy can sometimes be hard work trying to find activities, especially during school holidays. A real life saver is the All Stars Soccer school which takes place at Brentside High School every Saturday morning through the year and also during all holidays with a massive 5 hours a day football school. Richard loves going there and if you think he is tired after the 5 hours, you are wrong, but he sleeps well at night! :-)

Kind regards,
Liz
Still living on Homefarm Road.