Location: Teignmouth, Devon, United Kingdom

I'm married with two grown up children and four grandchildren, My wife of 47 years is Sue and we are the same age. My two children are Pamela (blogging occasionly under and Roy,who was recently Paralysed from the waist down due to an Absys on his Spine. My 4 grandchildren are (oldest first) Gavin, Hayley, Thomas,and Zoe. Sue and I are both retired and we're disabled too, her with a badly Arthritic back and spine, me with lung (COPD) and Heart problems.I have always loved Fishing (all sorts) Sue started fishing with me about 8 years ago, now she really enjoys it too. We both love m'cycles and m'cycling, Sue owns and rides her own bike which is a Custom 1981 250 Honda.I own a 1979 Honda CX500. We are both members of this motorcycle club ( view or join our club on or see my blog post Dec 2007 blog "Getting old, never", of course we're badly resticted now due to our illness, only riding in really good weather.Just over three years ago we lost our best friend and Baby Mojo the border Collie, Gone but never forgotten. Please feel free to use any of our photo's but do let me know you have used them, thank you.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010


WITHDRAWL OF LAST POST, Blogger has now decided to again let me post pictures although in a very different and harder way, so I'm afraid i will be here a little longer.Apparently its problem with Picasa.

Hi all, This post is all about the lovely seaside town of Sidmouth.I originally did a post on Sidmouth during the early spring before all the flowers started blooming,(March 09).Sidmouth has won lots of best town in bloom awards (for both Devon and the whole Westcountry)cups, plus loads of highly commended ones too.The town has just over 15,00 inhabitants (Resident) of these over 40% are over 65, a real retirement retreat as these figures show.Of course in the summer, this figure much more than doubles when all the B & B's and holiday camps, hotels etc fill up with people flocking to the Mild summer climate and lovely beaches.One of the things Sidmouth is famous for is it annual August Folk festival, every year thousands of people come to hear and see Folk musicians from all around the world play here.Most of this music is played in the open air, on street corners, outside (inside too) Pubs, also a special outdoor Arena with a stage set in the centre of a steep sided valley.Groups you may have heard of include "The Yetties", "The Wurzels", "The Temperance Seven" etc, also lots of ceilidh music & dancing.
So back now to the Wonderful flower gardens called "The Connaught Gardens" which are on high ground overlooking the Western end of the town and beach.
This is quite a long post I'm afraid as i've found it impossible to edit the dozens of pictures posted here.
Most of the pictures were taken by us, although a few were not,these may not enlarge as ours do when double clicked.
Please do click on most pictures to enlarge them.

Joke of the day.
No offence is intended to anyone in this joke.
The Irish Millionaire.

Mick, from Dublin ,appeared on 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire'
and towards the end of the program had already won 500,000 pounds.

"You've done very well so far," said Chris Tarrant, the show's presenter,
"but for a million pounds you've only got one life-line left – phone a friend.
Everything is riding on this question.....will you go for it?"

"Sure," said Mick. "I'll have a go!"

"Which of the following birds does NOT build its own nest?

a) Sparrow

b) Thrush,

c) Magpie,

d) Cuckoo?"

"I haven't got a clue." said Mick, ''so I'll use last lifeline and phone my friend Paddy

back home in Dublin."

Mick called up his mate, and told him the circumstances and repeated the question to him.

"Frekin hell, Mick!" cried Paddy. "Dat's simple......It's a cuckoo."
"Are you sure?"

"I'm fookin' sure."

Mick hung up the phone and told Chris, "I'll go wit Cuckoo as my answer."

"Is that your final answer?" asked Chris.

"Dat it is, Sir."

There was a long - long pause, and then the presenter screamed, "Cuckoo is the correct answer!

Mick, you've won one million pounds!"

The next night, Mick invited Paddy to their local pub to buy him a drink.

"Tell me, Paddy? How in Heaven's name did you know it was da Cuckoo that doesn't

build its own nest?"

"Because he lives in a frekin' clock!!!"