Songs Take You to The Past to Relive Again

The Tams – Hey Girl Don’t Bother Me played on the radio this morning and it took me back to 1972 and a boy called Steve Crane. He was one of those cool guys that people looked up to and knew very little about. He was too old for me at 17. He lived threeContinue reading “Songs Take You to The Past to Relive Again”

Life as a Dog Owner

by Karen J Mossman From my diary of 2011 Every day at lunchtime, I come home from work and take my Yorkshire terrier, Jodie, to the local park, Victoria Park, Stretford, in Manchester. There are two big fields and a few nooks and crannies to wander around. At lunchtime, I just walk around the perimeterContinue reading “Life as a Dog Owner”

How Rude!

You wait, mouth still open….?….? ….? You’re gasping to tell the punch line, your heart is racing, waiting..waiting…. “Go,” they say, “carry on.” How rude is that? Well, that’s exactly what it is like waiting at traffic lights. I turned out of my road, sped up, changed into second gear, and about to turn rightContinue reading “How Rude!”

Christmas Time

The other day a blog post caughte my eye. It was about Christmas past, present and the furture. When I was a child we celebrated our Christmas as a big family. Stockings were hung at the end of the bed and in the morning there would be an apple, orange, a little toy and someContinue reading “Christmas Time”

An Amazing Woman

by Karen J Mossman I love old photos and came across this one. It was taken in 1928 and the Rose Queen in the centre is my Auntie Molly. She was an incredible and interesting character. The daughter of a local councillor, she was born in 1914. She defied her religious family and married anContinue reading “An Amazing Woman”

The Ode to Lancashire Cotton Corporation

Tune: The Church’s One Foundation I was searching through a box that has been kept in the loft for the last twenty years. It was full of old photos, newspaper, and postcards, etc. Amongst them I found this on a postcard. We are the Cotton Saviours,The Boys of the L.C.C. We cannot spin, we cannotContinue reading “The Ode to Lancashire Cotton Corporation”