1 ton of coke. A lovely day again. Warm and sunny at times. Did outside Ts. Cleaned some bins. Oiled both pumps and the motors. Asked Ray to order new set of fire bars for incin.
My Granddad is Keeping Busy
My granddad died in 1983. For the previous 20 years, he kept a diary, recording his day as a farm worker and then through his retirement. We are lucky enough to have his notebooks, all the entries in block capitals, often in pencil. He always tells us about the weather, sometimes about what is going well at the allotment. We get updates of how Liverpool are doing and the occasional political thought. He suffered from rheumatoid arthritis, was always in pain, but you would never know from these entries. My mum once described him as a contented man. Who knows, really, but certainly, there is something soothing about these entries. So I thought I would share them with you. We have a few years to cover so buckle up.
One response to “Tuesday 14th September, 1965”
If there was ever any doubt that drugs have increased in potency over the last six decades, let that doubt be dispelled by the fact that, in 1965, your grandad had “a lovely day” after “1 ton of coke”. Nowadays only a few grams would have the same effect! 🤭
(Yes, I know what he meant really. I just thought it was funny, for a moment!)
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