30th September 1979

Little girl ~ do ya wanna play ABC with me?
Little boy ~ no I don't think I can I am so excited I think I have wet myself what with my mother dressing me up in girls knee high socks and Dorothy shoes and all!
Sunday 30
Phoned work but they didn't need me (oh I yearn for that to be said to me these days!!)
Went to Blackpool for the day

Had a really good laugh
Spent loads of money on rubbish (glad to see I haven't changed much hee hee ) Sam phoned at 10.45 pm
He was in a lovely mood .. honest!! (a hint of sarcasm perhaps?)


I was giggling when I read my e mails tonight on return home from work. There was an e mail from Sam. He has been reading the blog ... so DP be on your best behaviour...

On the 22nd September I copied from my diary
Sam up for 2 days
Worked 10.15 to 5.25
Sam arrived at 11.45
At 5.15 he arrived at the cafe pissed.
He had been to Stan's dads wedding booze up.
He was sick 100x (*snigger*... serves him right )
Went to Southport at 10.25
Home at 11.30 (I guess he was feeling pretty rough then? lol)

Sam's response in the e mail today (& I am sure he won't mind me quoting him)

"Did remember the being ill escapades after Stans dads wedding, you had cooked a pasta meal which you made me eat and then insisted we went out despite me wanting to die, I have never touched vodka since !" hee hee

The other thing that cheered my day I had an e mail from lovely Nurse Myra to say she had posted me something from Australia following a comment I had made on tNb's blog.... & on my dining room table (when I got home) was a big padded envelope from Australia..... containing a book that David Sedaris wrote.... I am going to save this for when I am an one armed bandit to read I will need a few cuckles then ... thank you nursie always knows best :)

17th January 1979

Thursday 17
Gave Rob the £1 I owe him (it was for the subbuteo I had bought off him for Sam)
Came home for dinner & had a bath (huh??? had a bath at lunch time ???)
Had a student for Sociology
Tried to phone Sam but his phone isn't working
It's a long time since we've never spoken in a day (oh those heady days before mobile phones and the internet ..... sigh!!!)

These black & white (orange) scans are from an article about the circus at the Blackpool Tower Circus in the 70s.

As kids we visited Blackpool a lot, in fact a summer holiday was not complete with out a day trip to the Golden Mile, a go on the Pleasure Beach and a donkey ride across the sands.
When my father died in 1967 the Children's Home Charity sent Mum & us kids there for a week in a guest house. Volunteers ferried us there and back in their cars (I threw up in the back of one of them...... hey I was only 5 and it was a bouncy suspension Citroen).

My Mum still blames that week for some onward excess weight gain as every night the landlady would dish up tapioca, rice pudding or semolina!! Of course non of kids would entertain it so Mum would eat what she could of the 4 puddings and wrap the rest in a handkerchief, putting it down the loo when no one was looking so not to offend (my thinking is that if she had told the lady we didn't like it then she wouldn't have carried on serving it !!.. well that is me and that is my Mum!!)


I have certainly been to the Tower Circus on many occasions latterly as a Mum myself where my young daughter was crying hysterically as these papier-mache huge headed clowns danced around the rink .... but that is another story!

In the 70s and before it was a time when animals were used in circus's, it is not so prevalent now-a-days because of animal cruelty and so on... actually I used to be bored stiff when I went to them.

However, I just love the description added to these photos trying to make them appear interesting.

Now I want to meet this guy
Rudy Horn and his amazing balancing act hee hee



These next 2 are just begging for a caption!
In this one I reckon the tiger is saying
'right you distract him looking over there and then I will grab us some 'kiwis' for lunch'



'Can I borrow your ickle people & strimmer DP?'

For Gail

images scanned from Schoolgirls annual 1975