Felice and Boudleaux Bryant. Firstly because of the names but mainly the songs. Wasn't aware of them but recently saw what fantastic pop songs they wrote. Look them up.
Felice and Boudleaux Bryant. Firstly because of the names but mainly the songs. Wasn't aware of them but recently saw what fantastic pop songs they wrote. Look them up.
Yep. Love Hurts is a phenomenal song, as well as the other stuff they wrote for the Everly Brothers Clapton owes them big time as well. EC credits Felice for giving him the best bit of advice ever, she told him that yes he is one of the best guitar players, but told him he has a top soulful voice so go solo and sing and play..........!
The Sidcup Rotary clubs Santa tour came up my mums road this evening and I took our daughter out to see it. Lots of other kids were out too, it was a lovely atmosphere and nice to actually chat to the neighbours.
The Sidcup Rotary clubs Santa tour came up my mums road this evening and I took our daughter out to see it. Lots of other kids were out too, it was a lovely atmosphere and nice to actually chat to the neighbours.
Bexleyheath Rotary do the same... was sadly round my parents with my Son the night before they went down my old road which I was really disappointed about as loved seeing them from my youth up to adulthood
Unlike the Coca Cola advert that was the sign that Christmas was here
The absolute gentleman that woke me up on the train to ask where I was getting off and woke me up again when he was getting off.
He had absolutely no reason to do that (unless I was snoring) and I would be sleeping in the depot tonight if he hadn’t.
Definitely a better man than me. I love to watch people wake up in a state of confusion, panic and then the look that says “shit where am I”.
20 years ago after an xmas party was plastered, and someone woke me up at Dartford when on a Gillingham train. I asked how they knew and they said just had a hunch. Got up next morning and went to bathroom and saw that one of my work colleagues who got train with me had written “Wake up at Dartford” on my forehead before he got off the train.
The toilets in the shard. Went there for Christmas party... They are these Japanese ones with a heated seat and two jet sprays! One straight up the balloon knot, one a glancing strike of the perineum. I was in there for about half an hour.
Anyhoo, coming on with a specific thing that pleases me. My dear old Dad, who's 97, tripped and broke his hip a few weeks ago and has been in hospital ever since and we were worried he'd never get home. Told my Mum tonight that they're working on a discharge date next week. The big lump of glad on my Mum's face melted my heart
Almost a month later, but my Dad is on his way home now Hope this is an omen for Addicks fans. Good things come to those that wait
Please forgive my self indulgence, fellow addicks. My Dad had a stroke last week and contracted the “old man’s friend” pneumonia which carried him away today.
So what are my general things that please you?
In the last couple of months I’ve been able to support my Mum and Dad (and they’ve been willing to accept it) in the ways that they just did “naturally” for me all my life. Every little thing, from a nice meal to helping Dad to the kitchen for a wee freshen up was received with a thanks and a smile that has genuinely made the last couple of months the most fulfilling of my life.
The contact from friends saying my Dad was a lovely gentleman (sadly he outlived most of his contemporaries) just confirmed what I knew to be true - his was a great spirit, but a more gentle man I’ve never known.
The care he received from the NHS has been great. Alright, there have been a couple of snooty consultants no doubt with an eye on stats, but the nursing care that he (and my family) received has been heartwarming - last night the nurses reconfigured the room so that me, my brother, sister and brother-in-law could stay in comfort with my Dad as he neared his end.
The care he received from his council appointed carers. So many of them just wanted to bond with him. My Dad had hearing difficulties so the “chat” that would normally form part of their natural interaction with clients was instinctively changed to asking him about his experiences and he really enjoyed his engagement with his carers.
That he was able to live long enough to meet his second great grandson Archie Alistair (the latter named for him).
So farewell Alistair Annan McVicar. You lived a life full of grace and provided me with a family that I couldn’t have wished better from. Your smiles lit up my heart.
Anyhoo, coming on with a specific thing that pleases me. My dear old Dad, who's 97, tripped and broke his hip a few weeks ago and has been in hospital ever since and we were worried he'd never get home. Told my Mum tonight that they're working on a discharge date next week. The big lump of glad on my Mum's face melted my heart
Almost a month later, but my Dad is on his way home now Hope this is an omen for Addicks fans. Good things come to those that wait
Please forgive my self indulgence, fellow addicks. My Dad had a stroke last week and contracted the “old man’s friend” pneumonia which carried him away today.
So what are my general things that please you?
In the last couple of months I’ve been able to support my Mum and Dad (and they’ve been willing to accept it) in the ways that they just did “naturally” for me all my life. Every little thing, from a nice meal to helping Dad to the kitchen for a wee freshen up was received with a thanks and a smile that has genuinely made the last couple of months the most fulfilling of my life.
The contact from friends saying my Dad was a lovely gentleman (sadly he outlived most of his contemporaries) just confirmed what I knew to be true - his was a great spirit, but a more gentle man I’ve never known.
The care he received from the NHS has been great. Alright, there have been a couple of snooty consultants no doubt with an eye on stats, but the nursing care that he (and my family) received has been heartwarming - last night the nurses reconfigured the room so that me, my brother, sister and brother-in-law could stay in comfort with my Dad as he neared his end.
The care he received from his council appointed carers. So many of them just wanted to bond with him. My Dad had hearing difficulties so the “chat” that would normally form part of their natural interaction with clients was instinctively changed to asking him about his experiences and he really enjoyed his engagement with his carers.
That he was able to live long enough to meet his second great grandson Archie Alistair (the latter named for him).
So farewell Alistair Annan McVicar. You lived a life full of grace and provided me with a family that I couldn’t have wished better from. Your smiles lit up my heart.
Love Addickson (Roddy)
What a lovely tribute to your Dad and those who cared for him. RIP Alistair.
Walking to my daughters school with her in the mornings, breathing out steam as it's a bit nippy, listening to her chatter about her school mates, enjoying the fresh air. Sometimes, there's little bits that can make you happy and winter is a good time for them.
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He had absolutely no reason to do that (unless I was snoring) and I would be sleeping in the depot tonight if he hadn’t.
Wasn't aware of them but recently saw what fantastic pop songs they wrote.
Look them up.
Clapton owes them big time as well.
EC credits Felice for giving him the best bit of advice ever, she told him that yes he is one of the best guitar players, but told him he has a top soulful voice so go solo and sing and play..........!
"Getting off" on a train. Proper Charlton.
I love to watch people wake up in a state of confusion, panic and then the look that says “shit where am I”.
Unlike the Coca Cola advert that was the sign that Christmas was here
So what are my general things that please you?
In the last couple of months I’ve been able to support my Mum and Dad (and they’ve been willing to accept it) in the ways that they just did “naturally” for me all my life. Every little thing, from a nice meal to helping Dad to the kitchen for a wee freshen up was received with a thanks and a smile that has genuinely made the last couple of months the most fulfilling of my life.
The contact from friends saying my Dad was a lovely gentleman (sadly he outlived most of his contemporaries) just confirmed what I knew to be true - his was a great spirit, but a more gentle man I’ve never known.
The care he received from the NHS has been great. Alright, there have been a couple of snooty consultants no doubt with an eye on stats, but the nursing care that he (and my family) received has been heartwarming - last night the nurses reconfigured the room so that me, my brother, sister and brother-in-law could stay in comfort with my Dad as he neared his end.
The care he received from his council appointed carers. So many of them just wanted to bond with him. My Dad had hearing difficulties so the “chat” that would normally form part of their natural interaction with clients was instinctively changed to asking him about his experiences and he really enjoyed his engagement with his carers.
That he was able to live long enough to meet his second great grandson Archie Alistair (the latter named for him).
So farewell Alistair Annan McVicar. You lived a life full of grace and provided me with a family that I couldn’t have wished better from. Your smiles lit up my heart.
Love
Addickson (Roddy)
My dad was in ICU ward at Kings Hospital Denmark Hill for 103 days before passing in August and the staff there were so amazing and dedicated.
Sounds like your dad appreciated your times together too.
RIP Alistair, and thoughts with the family.