Wednesday, 17 January 2018

Not A Blog For Blogs Sake.


I started my Blog for two reasons; firstly as an on-line archive for the back log of pieces I had written for my caravanning group`s magazine, (Spen `n` Ink). And secondly as a way to get my trade name (App`y The Gardener) on line without having to try and set-up a proper website
So the first 35 or so posts were simply `copy and pasted` from my Spen `n` Ink files. I then started to use it as a bit of a diary, nothing to personal, writing about nights out, Greyhound stuff. Along with work related stories and visits to cemeteries followed.
My life in one, Greyhound (Holly), Camping and Goth.
I never felt that I had to Blog, and apart from in lent in 2012, where I purposely posted every day, I only post when I have something to write about that is relevant to me, and is too long to put on Facebook.


It`s not Blog for Blogs sake. 

Friday, 12 January 2018

Misty Day At Lawnswood Cemetery

At this time of year I don`t have a great deal of work, so after I`d finished I decided to go and remove the Christmas Wreath I had put on my parents grave. 
My parents grave at Lawnswood Cemetery
However It still looked so nice and there were a lot still on other graves I decided to leave it a bit longer. I not sure of the protocol for how long you should leave them on graves?
At Lawnswood Cemetery
 The big cemetery always looks so good in mist. I was a bit sorry that I was not better dressed for my visit, I like to just appear out of the mist in long coat and tall hat. Here are some of the pics I took.
At Lawnswood Cemetery

At Lawnswood Cemetery

At Lawnswood Cemetery

Wednesday, 3 January 2018

Review Of My Year 2017

Not to late this time, so here we are…..

Best / Favourite

New Place (Countryside) I Visited. ~
Smailholm Tower in Scotland. Link>>>

Cemetery. ~
Church of St. Michael The Archangel Link>>>

Stage Mention ~
Gothzilla at Goth City Festival. ~
They dedicated ‘Todays A Good Day To Die’ to me after I`d mentioned that as I was playing in my car the day before, someone I knew, had! (Unfortunately it was edited out of the video. Link>>>


Biggest Disappointment ~
Harry Potter studio tour in February Link>>>


Christmas present to / from myself ~
The book Vaesen, from Grimfrost, about the Scandinavian folklore with deep roots in Viking Age culture. 
Not my pic
 Biggest Job / Clearance done at Work.
The Bothy Feb & Dec 2107

Here`s to 2018


Monday, 1 January 2018

Happy New Year 2018

Remember always to >>>
Not my pic.
 My plans for 2018
Spend LESS time at work (again).
Do Not Volunteer or get involved in running anything.
Go to April Whitby Goth Weekend.
Go to Sacrosanct.
Tidy out the loft. (Might leave that till 2019) 
Not my pic.
 And keep warm till spring
Not my pic.

Tuesday, 26 December 2017

The Ghost of Christmas Past.

This Christmas, as we sat down to eat our meal; I was visited by a ghost of Christmas past. In the crackers were jokes and tricks, one of which was the `ball in the goblet` one, to most people just a bit of harmless fun, but I had not seen one of them since my childhood. 
Ball trick.
I think I would have been about 8 to 9ish when I was given one as the only present from my Nana and Gran (on my mum`s side.) Now for that I was grateful, happy and contented. However, it came to pass, that all my cousins, who lived next door to my Nana and Gran had received big, and no doubt more expensive presents, and when my mum found out `All hell` seemed to break out! My mum had always said `they` thought more of my aunties kids than hers (Me).
Not my pic.
 As I said that was `Christmas past` and long forgotten, till now.
Not my pic.

Sunday, 24 December 2017

A True Christmas Story

Twas the night before Christmas, at Fulford Grange
Not even a nurse or Porter stirred.
Then, a faint hissing sound
Though the silence could be heard
………… Coming from a fridge !!!!

The chef had put a cleaver though a pipe while trying to defrost it.
Not my pic.

And the moral of the story is;
Never defrost a fridge on Christmas Eve, when drink has been involved 

Not my pic.
Epilogue:
The Catering Manager and I had been to the pub (Standard) he was on early shift I was on late. There wasn`t much to do, but he wanted to keep me busy so told me to defrost one of the fridges, which I wasn`t overjoyed at having to do on Christmas Eve.
Not my pic.
 Happy Christmas, or whatever.


Tuesday, 19 December 2017

I Think I May Have Wasted My Youth, Working Too Much!

I left school as soon as I could, and a bit before I should have, a few days before my sixteenth birthday.
I messed / lazed around for a few weeks then settled in to my first proper job as a Commies (Trainee) Chef at a Pub cum Restaurant
The Jester Pub, where I first worked. Not my pic 
 The hours were ridiculous I worked `split shifts’ something like 10.00 AM to 2.30 PM and 6.00 PM to 11.00 PM five days a week AND one day at collage on `Day release`
I had a 45 minute bus journey 3 times a day and a `staff taxi` home at night, often not getting home much before midnight!
I must have spent 90% of my waken time wearing Chefs Whites, so I never needed to buy many cloths. In winter I never saw daylight! The only money I spent seemed to be at work on drink!
Did have some fun there, we made the world`s largest Yorkshire Pudding (Me on right)
 After two years I changed jobs to one in a hotel, there I worked a 40 hour week, four days at work and one day at collage. I started going into town in my lunch break at collage and would usually buy a couple of albums on cassette, I had found Punk Rock, but it was not 1979, when I was 20 that I went to my first Punk Club. The rest, as they say is history. 
 Not my pic 
The Beginning 

Not A Blog For Blogs Sake.

I started my Blog for two reasons; firstly as an on-line archive for the back log of pieces I had written for my caravanning group`s mag...