Well my last two postings have been a tad reflective and this one’s a bit nostalgic too, but in an upbeat way. I was explaining to Carol why I prefer mini-sized pork pies and to eat them warmed rather than cold. You can see I’m a man of sophisticated tastes. The reason is that when we were kids my mum or nan would take us shopping into town (Blackpool) and we’d queue up like dozens of others to buy some pork pies from the butcher’s called Priestley and Berry’s (later JH Berry & Sons). The pies were all made on site and the real knack was to time it to co-incide with a new batch coming straight from the ovens when they were still hot and at their freshest. Continue reading
Today would have been my youngest brother’s 60th birthday, sadly we lost him very suddenly and shockingly 3 years ago after he was diagnosed with incurable cancer. The same cancer as I had. My lovely sister, the baby of the family, is currently undergoing really difficult treatment for a nasty form of spinal cancer. She’s managing the situation with courage and lots of strength. My dad in his late 80’s had a procedure to remove a cancer spot only recently. My wife’s sister and brother have both overcome having the disease and her niece has similarly come through the experience successfully. Yesterday we spoke with a dear dear friend who is recovering from having a major operation to remove cancer and in a week or so’s time she’ll resume her chemo treatment. The operation went as well as could be hoped and we’re crossing everything that the prognosis remains entirely positive and her recovery continues totally. It’s a horrible horrible disease but I’m in awe of the work that the NHS does in helping people deal with it. I know they get lots of stuff wrong and I’m the first to complain when their admin is hopeless, they postpone procedures at the drop of a hat, and keep you waiting endlessly. But they saved my life at least 3 times and many people we know have cause to thank them too. I wanted to post something uplifting to celebrate people fighting and winning their battles with cancer but wanted to avoid something mushy like ‘You raise me up’. I thought this might be approriate especially since anyone who’s had to spend the night on a hospital ward knows, no-one sleeps…
Now readers of a certain vintage will know that we used to live in Buckingham before moving out to Italy. Seems like a long time ago and yet here we are living back in the Parish (well nearby). Now one of our neighbours then was one of the guys out of the band Mud (I think the drummer) who is sadly no longer tapping out a beat. Nor is lead singer Les Gray, equally sadly, who I can still see now on ToTP crooning along to how lonely he was at this time of year. Must have been those tiger feet of his. Continue reading
Now I haven’t posted for a week or so. Run out of words? You’re joking – as I’ve said before I’m so full of it the stuff pours out of me. But in this tiny wee house we’ve got just one place where a tv or my desk top can sit. And of course the Big Apple wins. So now it conveniently doubles as our TV monitor thanks to the glory that is the iplayer. Now that’s all well and good but in the evening when I tend to do my website postings, the computer becomes our tv, so viewing triumphs over blogging. But tonight I’ve reverted to doing a posting on my mini iPad just like I did in New York. And it’s a right frigging faff.
Well here’s a shot of our my eldest grandson Sam with his team-mates in the Luton Town FC u16 academy team at Stansted very early this morning. They’re heading off for a football tournament in Rimini against a host of top Italian sides and to say I’m very proud of him would be an understatement…
Hello again dear readers. Yes it’s the return of Pasta Paulie now residing in the mighty metropolis of Brackley – where’s that? Exackley! (see what I did there?). Since you ask, Northamptonshire actually.
Well the move to New York draws ever nearer and we’re getting to the frantic stages of the moving arrangements. However one task has been marked off the ‘to finish’ list and that’s been seeing my lovely daughter Emma complete her new website for her home accessories business, called Emma’s Finds. It’s a cute name because it perfectly describes how Emma searches out interesting things for the home/garden and markets them to a growing client base via FB, Instagram and now on her very own website, emmasfinds.com. Go have a look. I’m very proud because it’s very cool, is a proper payment platform and Emma built this completely by herself, with just a bit of editorial help from me early on.
That’s the second business website I’ve worked on now following the build of a dedicated site for my lovely clients H&E to market their delightful villa in Kalkan, Turkey. If you haven’t seen that one yet do please have a click through and check it out.
The next piece of website work to complete is my new personal blog site covering our time in New York. I’ve registered a domain name so far (still under wraps) though I couldn’t have the one I wanted, These Vagabond Shoes…. damn. Never mind the new one should be up and running in the next week. Till then hope you have time to have a quick browse around the above sites.