Feeling quite a bit better this morning, mentally and physically. Sorry about the Wednesday Whine and thanks for all comments!
Had to get through a load of paperwork this morning. Why does it all come at once? Erm..well I do tend to leave some stuff till the last-minute lately…but I used to be quite organised.
Son Scott and partner Caroline came over. Always cheers me up when I see them. They brought wedding shoes for my daughter to try on. (She’s going to be a bridesmaid). Also they have now decided on “Cadbury” purple for the bridesmaids’ dresses. Wedding dress is ordered, gorgeous apparently but I haven’t seen the brochure yet.
Identifying the groom at the wedding could be tricky for some. His identical twin brother is to be the Best Man and many of the bride’s family haven’t met either of them yet! They were going to be wearing the same outfits, but have now decided on different colour waistcoats to help distinguish between them. And for me? It’s my sixtieth birthday just before the wedding, so they are treating me to a nice new outfit.
In my post Accrington in the News, I mentioned a councillor protesting about a video made by the teachers and staff at a local high school. Tory (opposition) leader Peter Britcliffe has now decided he was wrong in his criticism. What? You have an opinion and then you change it?? Seemingly he has listened to some locals and young folk and taken another look at the video. He now considers it to be harmless fun and does nothing to take away from the excellent reputation of the school. Well, you rarely listened to the public when you were in power here – but now you do? (Would show you the article but it’s not in the online version of the paper).
I didn’t know this until yesterday. Well I was only a kid at the time! Local guy (until recently) Cyril Spibey in the news in the sixties:
From the article:
Mr Spibey volunteered in 1941 and was called up to the squadron in 1943, where he attained the rank of warrant officer.
Either side of his stint as a navigator, he was in charge of more than 200 people at a cotton mill in Accrington where he famously threatened his staff with turning off the jukebox if they continued to scream when the Beatles were playing.
When he finally lost his patience with the screaming women in the mill, Mr Spibey unplugged the jukebox, prompting a mass walk-out.
The story saw him hit the headlines at home and across the pond, where he was dubbed “the man brave enough to silence The Beatles”.
He was driving until he was 98 too!