I
first met Mark at Grimsby College of Technology. Even though I was studying
at the Grimsby College of Art I'd joined the Main site's Drama group and,
although he'll threaten serious bodily harm for my mentioning it I met
Mark through his loud and outspoken girlfriend, Amanda Leadbeater who was
also a member of Drama Group.
The first time we had any kind of connection
was on the college's Charity
Day when we made our own costumes from paper auto repair shop overalls,
stole our parents vacuum cleaner attatchments and paraded the streets dressed
as the Ghostbusters. That was eleven years ago. We had a great time that
day and our friendship shot off from there.
Unfortunately with my travelling
we've not had a great deal of contact the last couple of years and to my
disappointment I've discovered that Mark's not the most persistent of correspondants.
(ONE letter in the last two and a half years. Blimey, that averages out
at four a decade.)
In '93 we took a trip to Germany
to escort a spritely 60 year old lady to Muenster. That was a great trip,
and it was good to actually do a bit of travelling with an old friend.
On the trip back to Holland we met up with a group of travelling Hong Kongese
students who gave Mark his Chinese name - Ma Ho Wai Lim San.
Sometimes I've been whisked away
to foreign fields by Mark as once he called up at around 6:00 PM to ask
if I fancied navigating on a delivery trip to South Wales. Would I! "Great
I'll pick you up at ten!", he said. Then I had to explain to my girlfriend,
Claire, that I was going to disappear - again!
One time we went clubbing in Sheffield...
well we'd originally gone to Lincoln or somewhere and found that there
were no big nightclubs so then we drove off somewhere else but ended up
hours later in Sheffield. Mark parked his pride and joy green VW beetle
in a multi storey carpark. At the end of the night when we were escorting
a couple of young ladies home we lost a lot of face looking for over forty
minutes for the car. We assumed, rather prematurely, that it'd been stolen
only to discover that we were looking in the wrong multi-storey car park.
Nowadays Mark lives in York where
he moved to in '95 with his girlfriend, Wendy and their two dogs.
Unfortunately distance has become a barrier (this alongside, as already mentioned, Mark's inability to locate his local Post Office.)
Ashley Butterfield
I met Ashley around 1985 when I
was still delivering newspapers I don't actually remember how we got together
I just remember we did. We hung around a lot together and went drinking
from a fairly young age. The only drawback was that I'm a year or so older
than he so we always had to run from the pub to get back to his house for
his curfew set by his dad. This was never really a problem for me and we
usually made it. Anyway we kept fit.
We would often go to Gullivers or
the 'Greebo' pubs around town such as the White Hart and the Barge.
Through the years we kept up a good
friendship and had some great laughs but again distance has become a barrier
(even though it shouldn't in our day of modern telecommunications.)
These days Ashley's living in or
around Hull with his girlfriend Kath (who used to be my girlfriend and
I often rag Ashley about stealing her - which they both deny profusely
to my amusement.) But give them their dues they're very happily together
over eight years later.
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Tracy Warren
It was whilst working at BT in Grimsby 1995,
that I first got to know Tracy, as she's worked there on and off for a
few years. She was my best friend for a long time, however time and distance can take it's toll relationships. Here she is with her youngest daughter Alicia.
She has three loving kids who are,
at the moment, teenagers and who I know will grow into fine, respectable
adults although at the moment even she finds herself tearing her hair out. I do wish her all the best for her future and whatever she may find on that path.
Steve Goodman I first Met Maurice when I was
living in Binbrook with my ex-fiancee, Claire. As the small village in
the Lincolnshire Wolds was twelve miles from Grimsby I had two choices,
I could cycle or I could walk. Often I cycled but sometimes when I took
the bus (which runs twice a day) I'd meet this friendly gent - usually
on a Tuesday or a Friday, to do his shopping or have coffee in Binns with
his friends Jack and Betty.
As
the name implies Steve definitely is a good chap. We met in the early
nineties after I'd come home from Europe and started working with Network
Marketing. Steve was in the same business and although at first we only
ever saw each other through the business it soon became a social friendship.
It was one Wednesday when I was waiting to get into the Winter Gardens,
Cleethorpes (Yes, it was grab-a-granny night or poach-a-pensioner night
at the Winter Gardens) and Steve saw me waiting in queue outside so to
the annoyance of anyone behind me I cheerfully accepted his company and
we had an excellent night (as far as I can remember.)
In
the short seven years we've known each other, Steves found a wonderful
lady to share his life with and escaped business failure (an inheritance
from his ex-business partner) to become the head of a successful Telecommunications
company, Telecom
2000 (formerly BTN).
Our great adventure was going to
Spain for the day (which took three days to complete) early in '95. I'd
seen an ad in one of the Sunday magazines for a cruise to Bilbao
which only cost GBP39.00.
The trip in itself was great for
what it was - a great excuse for getting tanked up with lager (which I
think we did quite well) as really there wasn't so much to do on the boat
apart from sit around chat and drink. We did get into the pictures a couple
of times and saw Stargate and something else that was really dreadful.
On the first night I rescued a couple
of young damsels from a drunken Norwegian and this was great as Sally and
Sandra proved to be great company.
As mentioned before, Steve, after
a long time of looking for the right person to fill the gaps in his heart
has met Carole, who I can tell just by looking at Steve before and after,
is just the person he was looking for. She now helps him run Telecom 2000
and is a great help and support for him. He's a lucky and happy man.
Here's
Steve and Carole at John and Dy Carrington's place in '97. On the right
are Carole and Steve, Behind the sofa are Colin Willden and Dy Carrington,
and next to Steve and Carole are Carl Bacon and his girlfriend.
Maurice West
Anyone who knows Maurice will know
his humour and his generosity (from which I've benefited many times while
in Korea.) When we have the good fortune to meet we talk on any subject
from languages to Germany (where Maurice worked as a young man) to Netsuke
(Japanese sword ornaments) to women. For our friendship age is not a factor.
(This kind of comment struck a note of discord with my students when I
was teaching High School in Korea.)
Maurice is a keen photographer and
passes on lots of helpful information and, to my constant surprise and
gratitude, photographic books and equipment.
Maurice and his wife Averil moved
to Binbrook about ten years ago from their native Norfolk. Although they're
not from Binbrook I think they've been welcomed into the local community
for their pleasantness and active approach to the community around them.