“Can I have that Dad?”
“Can we get those Dad?”
“Dad, can I have some?”
It was non stop. When they were growing up, the boys were little consumers and a marketing man’s dream.
They wanted everything they saw on TV, regardless of price. So their stream of “Can I get . . . “ was mostly followed by a “No you can’t” from me.
But one day that changed . . .
Continue reading “The Fisherman’s Friends”
My nephew Liam is from Oldham. I was born there and my older brother still lives there. However, the boys still saw a lot of each other growing up, including holidays.
One day, we were all sat in our living room, while they were visiting. The word ‘Lesbian’ came up on TV.
Continue reading “Lesbian’s Don’t Eat Meat”
I’m a really fussy eater. I can’t help it, I haven’t chosen it, I just am. It probably began with the ‘I’ll eat peas when I’m 4’ incident and has continued throughout my life.
Unfortunately so is Joe. Ben, not so bad, but Joe was and still is hard to please.
So as you can imagine, having some food item knocked off this small list, would be very bad. Now I use the word food loosely, as this story relates to an experience at McDonalds, but even so let’s keep the list growing rather than shrinking.
So . . .
Continue reading “A Nugget Of Blurb”
So we’re in the car, me, Joe and Ben, on our way to the local Co-op to procure provisions. The boys would have been around 5 or 6 years old, if my memory serves me correctly.
It’s a very short journey, just round the corner really, so obviously I was expecting it to be routine and uneventful.
However . . .
Continue reading “The Condom Incident”
One of my earliest really funny memories of Ben, was when we were sat on the settee, watching a wildlife programme.
He must have been around 2 and he was a real talker. He was a very early talker, just like I was according to Grandma. So we were chatting about the wildlife, with Ben sat in awe.
Continue reading “Crocodiles Eat What?”
Ben and Joe have.
It was 24 Jun 2004. So Ben was 9 and Joe 8. If you’ve read a few of my posts, the fact I remembered the exact date that will probable shock you.
Usually I can’t remember exactly how old Ben and Joe were when the things I write about happen, but I’m always within a year either way. On this occasion however, I’m bang on as I have an ace up my sleeve . . .
Continue reading “Have You Ever Seen a Grown Man Cry?”
Like most brothers Ben and Joe have different personalities, so they deal with life in different ways.
When they were little Ben was Mr Honest and if he skated over the line of a Dad Law, he fessed up or was that shit at lying, Detective Coleman always got his man.
Joe on the other hand, danced to a different drum . . .
Continue reading “Tazogate”
When Ben was little, he was the most alert and observant person I had ever met. Fantastic. Proud of him. Way to go Ben.
However, this superhero like awareness, could be somewhat of a burden at times.
Allow me to demonstrate . . .
Continue reading “Brush Strokes”