They used to say you don’t have to have a sense of humour to live in Liverpool, but it helps.
A Creche For Husbands
Strangely, the pub didn’t seem to be that busy. But then it was the middle of the afternoon. Or could it be that the average Liverpudlian felt that as they’d spelt crèche wrong, the pub wasn’t very cultured?
September 6, 2012 - Posted by AnonW | World | Humour, Liverpool, Public House
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What this blog will eventually be about I do not know.
But it will be about how I’m coping with the loss of my wife and son to cancer in recent years and how I manage with being a coeliac and recovering from a stroke. It will be about travel, sport, engineering, food, art, computers, large projects and London, that are some of the passions that fill my life.
And hopefully, it will get rid of the lonely times, from which I still suffer.
Why Anonymous? That’s how you feel at times.
The Anonymous Widower
Typical North Counties sense of Humour . . .
Creche spelling doesn’t matter . . . potty training & looking after him, matters.
Comment by Steam Lover | September 6, 2012 |