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Autographs

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Growing up in East Yorkshire, there wasn't much opportunity to gather autographs from famous folk. After all, you didn't get many A list stars holidaying at Withernsea or even Bridlington further up the coast. East Yorkshire was a peaceful back water and some would say that the same is true today. One Saturday in 1964 I was in the "Hammonds" department store  in the centre of Hull with my mother when I spotted a famous face from "Dixon of Dock Green" on the BBC. It was Peter Byrne who played Detective Andy Crawford.  He was starring in a play at Hull New  Theatre. My mother came over to him with me and fortunately she had a notebook with her. I never seemed to have the autograph book handy. Here is Peter Byrne... and here's his autograph... Hattie Jacques was a legendary comedy star in this country. Here's her image and the autograph she gave me... Every September, a cricket festival is held  at the Yorkshire seaside town of Scarborough. ...

Rest

Back from pump fill up.  Thoughts It’s a blessing for great healthcare It’s a blessing for caring help It’s so nice to be heard I’m going to be resting for a bit Any reading recommendations?  from R's rue https://ift.tt/g7sZhmK

Tea and Cake

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I was in bed for most of the day yesterday. We’d had an incredibly hard and busy shift Saturday night and so I slept heavily and long, despite being woken by the dogs baying at someone at the door in the afternoon. My visitor was Nick from the TCA who dropped off some of the Coronation cake made by bouncy Bridget . I missed his knock but soon spied a parcel of cake wrapped in silver paper plonked on top of my wall basket. It was bloody lovely too with a hot cup of tea. But I was soon snoring away the rest of the afternoon so missed any post-mortem from the Coronation afternoon tea which looked impressive on line and which probably  tasted even better in the flesh The Eurovision night next Saturday will be a much bawdier affair me thinks. Me hopes so. So, Trelawnyd life plods along at its own pace. King Charles has his crown and I suspect he shouts and  laughs with Camilla loudly and long. Eurovision is the next altar to pray at. Then it’s summer    ...