Posts tagged “steely Dan

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!

My Least Favourite Word-BESPOKE

OK  So  first, the true meaning of the word!

Bespoke ‘English pronunciation: /biˈspoʊk/ is an English term employed in a variety of applications to mean an item custom-made to the buyer’s specification’. the term historically was applied only to tailored clothing and shirts and other parts of men’s apparel involving measurement and fitting  More generally, bespoke describes a high degree of customisation, and involvement of the end-user, in the production of the good. Now I see nothing there about

1. Icing your name on something.2. Deciding how many you want in a box  3. Mixing a bit of this and a bit of that together and putting a ribbon on it.

Every second shop I pass has BESPOKE tattooed on it’s window. Every thing from flowers to motorbikes to a sandwich shops…does that mean when you go in and ask for a sandwich and they add the filling of your choice, it is a  bespoke sandwich? well obviously it is! really! talk about using a word so much it means nothing anymore…and do you remember anyone using the word at all, more than 5 years ago..NO-ONE appart from really old tailors…Now any business who makes anything where the customer utters something in their direction, ‘ I’ll have some roses and carnations please’, ‘can it say “happy birthday dummy on it” hey presto!!!! it becomes a bespoke flower arranger or bespoke baker….yaaaaawn yawwwwnnnn .just  SOOOOO unimaginative. Just try googling bespoke before any word- chocolate, signs, cakes. I mean how much customising can you do to a chocolate. I did random googling…and yes you can get bespoke gin!! ha ha ha ha.

IT HAS NOW LOST ANY MEANING AS IT HAS BEEN USED SO MUCH that people do not know what it means anymore. People make ‘bespoke trainers’, which are actually not bespoke at all as they are ‘on line’ and as far as I know they are finished and designed and ready to order and  I don’t remember asking for that particular pattern or colour…. Lazy lazy lazy……

I wrote a musical for 10 year old kids   last year and the head -teacher called it a ‘bespoke musical’ ….I mean…we wrote it for them …but i just felt there were so many other magical words that could have been used instead…I  will not go into a shop, or buy from anyone who is offering me ‘bespoke’ windows, plant pots, food ( possibly will allow shoes as long as I really do get to chose everything about them -purple patent gortex please!) If they use the  word ‘bespoke’ as a description for their services – I just assume they are a bit pretentious and a bit unimaginative…unless of course it is an old tailor and I want to get a suit made.

There that told you! Bet you wish you never asked. Have a great day.


Steely Dan were the bread and butter of my musical education and the default on my ipod…I have Don Kentish to thank for my long term love affair with Steely Dan…This track will always remind me of my mate Steve Carter. Deacon Blues.