Pt1: Whisky And Me

This was originally written Christmas 2016. I am allowing myself a little latitude on this one, but it does contain a story from my life, as well as pass on some knowledge so I guess that is in the spirit (no pun intended) of things. It’s a 2 part posting, story first and recommendations second. Until I was in my mid 30’s I would never touch whisky. My father was from Edinburgh and there was always a bottle of Teachers or Bells knocking around the house when he was there. Having illicitly sampled the stuff I thought it was awful, even the smell made my insides churn. That impression of whisky stuck with me for many years. Late one Saturday afternoon I started to develop a really bad tooth ache. In order to try to anesthetise the pain until I could get booked into my dentist on Monday, I decided…

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Thousand Year Old Playground

  Ok, today on my GenForward Living Legacy genealogy blog I’m going to touch on a combination of some memories from my childhood, along with a bit of history regarding the place I come from. I am doing this because it seems that the place I come from has recently hit he headlines in the UK press regarding the ruination of a historic site. Seeing the photos of this really brought back a bunch of memories for me so as I say, I’ll go into a bit about my memories in relation to this place as well as a bit of history (as it’s something I like anyway). I come from a town right on the Norfolk/Suffolk borders in the area of the UK known as East Anglia. It’s an area that may well be familiar to people who are serving or have served in the USAF as there are two…

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Our Old Friend, Mr. Alcohol

I have talked before in some of the earlier GenForward Living Legacy free genealogy blogs, about wishing that my son was showing more in the way of independence, and being more like I was when I was dragged up in the 1970’s. Writing some of the lists of music and talking about concerts I had been to, then started me thinking about what I was potentially letting myself in for if he was even remotely as bad....err...independent as me. One aspect of my early independence I’d like him to stay well clear of was my early dealings with alcohol. The licensing laws in the UK are different to USA, allowing alcohol to be purchased at the age of 18 instead of 21. Enforcement of the law was also far slacker in my day, especially living in the country as we did. I started my pub drinking career at about 13. I…

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