Bacon Butty and a Cup of Tea with my Grandad

Blog task for the day– If you could have anything to eat right now, what would it be? If you could eat this food with anyone alive or who has ever lived, who would it be? 3) Find and share a photo of what you’d like to eat or the person from.

My Grandad, Robert died on the 22nd April 1960, the day before my 1st birthday. He was living in a home for sick coal miners in Blackpool, and coughed his lungs up, from epysema. His birthday was the 24th April-the day after mine. He was 59 years and 364 days older than me, and found out I was ‘on the way’ he was living in the home for miners as he was too sick to live at home, Grandma went to visit him and called him Grandad. He got to hold me, but I wish he had been around long enough to share a bacon sandwich and a brew with me.

I have a gluten intolerance, so sandwiches of all kinds are just so not good. Though like all food intolerances, it becomes the food you crave or can become fairly addicted to. So I want thick white crusty bread that is really soft, with unsalted butter, good free range organic bacon,  strong English Mustard, and a good steaming, mug of tea with whole milk in it.

I should like to meet my Grandad in a real old workers cafe and just have a good old chin wag with him. He and my Grandma were both born in the Chinese year of the pig ( same year as Fred Astaire)  1899 and me and Mr P. are both born in the year of the Pig. I hear that my grandad was very funny, but apart from that I know so little about him, possibly because my Dad spent most of his childhood in a tuberculosis santitorium and only saw his Dad for two hours once a month – on strict orders from the powers that where the powers that be, as they thought it would upset children to see their parents more than that. My Dad tells me that every month his Dad would tell him he was going to smuggle him out of the hospital in his pocket…sadly he never did.

So a bacon butty and a cuppa with Robert, though we may have to stay for a few!

Today my blog has been a complete nightmare -I think Apple mac have put a curse on my computers for dissing their  rubbish headphones, so everything has taken about 5 times as long to do…so all my valiant efforts to clean my office are once again thwarted. Also it has been like Grand Junction station round here with people running up and down the stairs of the house outside my flat….eek…so much for a bit of peace.


If I had my choice of backing vocalists I would choose Michael McDonald too -yes he is there in this glorious track…another reason why AJA completely rocks!


  1. Enjoyed this, Gitika.
    Like you, I would love to sit down for tea (and scones) with my grandparents ~ all four of them.

    One quick fix: emphysema.

  2. So after our wonderful double posting of Deacon Blues, we NARROWLY missed out on double posting Peg. It’s just under 12 months now I think since I first heard Aja. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen the Classic Albums documentary on Aja (of which I cannot reccomend highly enough) but that’s where I first discovered the album. Until then, my experiences with Steely Dan were Reelin’ In The Years and Boadishatava (or however it’s spelt) — I heard the music and the story behind the album and I went out and brought the album. It’s one of my favourite albums now, if not my absolute favourite album. If I was ever on desert island discs, this would be a surefire pick.

    I’ve listened to the album so much, it’s hard not to picture certain locations where I’ve listened to the album. Just like with Deacon Blues, I hear it, and i’m back in costa. There just isn’t a single bad track on the whole album. The Side 1 of the album is the perfect side 1 to any album anywhere. It’s just a shame that the masters for Black Cow and I think Aja too are MIA. They wanted to make a SACD version of it (which means we’d get a 5.1 mix) I believe Donald Fagen has offered $10,000 reward for them!

    Great post, I loved hearing this song one more time. If only I was keeping count. It’s also quite nice to play on guitar!

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