Bill recounts some very interesting events about his love for his church and the way his experiences have influenced his life and those of his family. Bill is very erudite and again he will tell you all about this love and how he misses church now he is […]
I am Sylvia. Almost 84, I have an overwhelming interest in people and the stories that make them what they are. We all have stories to tell, lots and lots of them and this is an opportunity to share and remember them.
At my age every day matters. It is important not to waste any of my life ahead so I decided to take on a challenge, something I really could enjoy doing and something that would take me right to the end of my life. I am terrible at Social Media and one of the worst things in my life ever, is a password. So here is my challenge.
There are many good opportunities in the newer world of technology and social media. We can keep in touch. We can share, whether we are mobile or not. So please join me on the journey.
As I am here at the beginning so you will see some of my stories in tellingtales.blog Enjoy and please bring in your friends with you
Until her Grandfather died at age of 92 in 1999, Anne G had very little idea of her grandfather’s considerable achievements during WW2. Like many of his generation he never talked to his family about his time in the services. Anne now shares with us the story she […]
As we get older it is easy to become isolated. We may not be able to get out much. Shops can be pushy and goods feel heavy to carry. Any kind of shopping can be absolutely exhausting. Transport has to be negotiated. We see less of our very […]
Bill is 92. Head garden consultant at his Care Home in Chatburn, Lancashire. Bill was a judge for the RHS. His speciality is vegetables. He has a lot to tell you so I will keep quiet – –
On Remembrance Day 11/11/17 I met Greg Eastham (I have his contact) who is looking for information Who can help him to trace his grandfather who served in The Royal Artillery in 1939.
Private William Dixon 37653 1st Battalion Loyal North Lancashire Regiment b.1883 – d.1917 Visiting his Grandfather’s grave David Odlum went to remember Private William Dixon on the 100 years Anniversary of his death and to celebrate his contribution to World War 1, 1914 – 1918. On 19th November 2017 […]
At the end of every day I like to think that my life has benefitted from the day just gone. Its not always the case, but today was memorable. Being Remembrance Sunday tomorrow 12th November, this morning, Saturday, we celebrated the 11th hour of the 11th day […]
JUNE 2017 I have a strong loud memory inside me. It is painful and I am not ready to admit my mistakes in the Saga. If I do it allows the reader to judge, wrongly, that I am, or may be to blame. In many ways I am […]
Following the horrendous killings at the Arena in Manchester on Monday I was unbelievably impressed by the positive use of Social Media.
In 1179, King Henry II granted Preston the right to have a Guild Merchant and awarded the town its first royal charter. The Guild was an organisation of traders, craftsmen and merchants, who had a monopoly of trade in the town. … As a result, from 1542, […]
Bob has been a train buff all of his life. Bob was always fascinated by traction engines as a child. This became a train addiction as he grew older! I remember the first time I went to Bob’s home and we had to negotiate a few railway […]
🇬🇭 Barbara was living in Ghana with her husband Ken and their daughter in 1960. Whilst they were there she made a friend who asked her if she would manage his hotel for 3 months when he was on leave. Reluctantly Barbara agreed and the family moved into […]
Bob so enjoyed reading TellingTales.blog he wanted to tell some of his own stories, so here we have the first story. We can look forward to more of these in the future. For those who find reading difficult we have printed the text at the end. My days […]
This story was broadcast on BBC Saturday Live. Scroll down to hear the broadcast and click on the bar to hear it. The cartoon was a Christmas card made for us by Major John Farr.
Ken always wanted to go to sea, so, after his young mother died, he left home to join the navy without telling his Dad and without taking any money, or food.
It’s beautiful and happy sort of day —
We became good friends when we decided to become volunteers for the Preston Guild 2012. There were more of us and we keep in touch, but lunch with Tass and Anne are always full of fun! Sometimes there are cream cakes and Coffee Renoir too!
Albert has lived an amazingly varied life both in UK and abroad. He has lots of interesting experiences to share and it is obvious from this story that this is one he will never forget.
MEMORIES OF HOLY JOE’S 1951-1961 Since reading the memories of old boys of my era at St Joe’s, I have realised that I spent a tenth of my life to date in that school. How did it affect me and what are my memories? It comes across from […]
Happy times in Mellor Brook
Albert is one of those people to whom things just happen. He does not make them happen – he is just there when they do! I hope that we will be hearing more of Alberts stories in the future. He is a cornucopia of experiences!
The Royal West African Frontier Forces The date 1961. The place Preston, UK The circumstances, a struggling young family with 1.5 children on a soldier’s pay without marriage benefits or allowances. Financially it did not work. What to do? So we, yes it was us, looked for the […]
Whatever the state of the NHS, it is still working well. I was caught up in the madness of swamped A&E last week. The press keep referring to patients on trolleys. They were not on trolleys, they were in beds, proper fully adjustable comfortable beds. I was […]
We put it on TellingTales.blog too!! Our love to Grandpa Casey! xx
29th December 2016 It is calm in the kitchen now and I am revising my Social Media knowledge from yesterday. I am exploring all the menu options, something that has never drawn me in before. I am staggered by how much knowledge there is on one page. I […]
27th December 2017 I find the whole Social Media thing completely baffling. It is made worse because the very word Password sends me into a fit The language is puzzling. I almost think I understand an article on Social Media but leave it not being able to explain […]