Dear everybody, We are taking tentative steps forward at the beginning of the new connexional year, my intention was to launch the new circuit quarterly plan at the beginning of September, but events somewhat overtook us, and things didn’t quite go according to plan. Our hope is that we will be working on the December,…
We possibly all remember iconic moments in television history, like the day the SAS stormed the Iranian embassy in London in May 1980 bringing to an end a hostage siege. I remember watching the news on the evening of Saturday 5th June 1993, the day that the Holbeck Hall Hotel in Scarborough fell from it’s…
As a child growning up in the sixties, I remember our family having a huge respect for food, which we don’t seem to have today. Dinner was plated up and put in front of you and you were expected to eat what mum had cooked and eat all of it, we weren’t allowed to be…
When we first saw our new home in Ipswich eight years ago, one of the big attractions to the property was the fields opposite. As a child, I grew up in a house which looked out over fields and I can remember many happy hours playing out in the fields. Almost as soon as we…
My wife and I had been doing the rounds of relatives, delivering Christmas presents during Advent 1990 and I remember having a conversation in the car as we headed for home. We were talking about the turn of the milennium in just ten years time and I will never forget the moment Karen (my wife)…
How do you feel when you see on the news pictures of wildfires, hurricanes or floods? More often than not, the most extreme conditions happen in far off lands and whist we might sympathize with people, this is happening in a different country, even different continents and we might well disregard events like this as…
I met an amazing man several years ago, who is sadly no longer with us. John Hawkridge struggled to walk even the shortest of distances aided by sticks and I guess that in his early years would have been labelled with the horrendous term “invalid” yet with grit and determination, this incredible man managed to…
The village of Hebden in North Yorkshire sits about mid way between Burnsall and Grassington in upper wharfedale. Pedestrians travelling from the western side of the river would cross the perilous River Wharfe by mans of stepping stones as the only two river crossings were at Burnsall down stream and at Grassinton up stream. A…
Way back in 1975 when I first started working, I was employed by a textiles wholesaler working in their haberdashery department. I was the only lad at sixteen working in a department with six ladies all old enough to be my mother, or maybe even my grandmother. They were quite an entertaining little gang and…
My dad was made redundant in 1969 and for a while it looked as though we wouldn’t get a holiday that year, then, some friends of my parents offered accomodation at their house in Felling, an area of Gateshed, our friends showed us the route through the centre of Gateshead and Newcastle and how to…