Biography

as it says

Oh boy, what a change from London Transport. It’s like going back in time.
On the one side, the pace of life is considerably slower than the smoke which is a good thing (I think).

The littluns were crying. They were always crying, even when nothing had happened yet.

There was once a little sausage called Baldrick and, he lived happily ever after.

The end.

He’s anxious to join in
regardless of the childhood of his
entrapment
their tolerance strained

a stream of folks coming
alive at the click of a key

Caught the bug he did
that woodsy moments can be a respite
a gift from God---a Divine Plan.

"I'm not pretty or stick thin... I'm not trying to be a model. Judge me on my swimming, not my looks"
- Sunday Mirror 19.08.2012

A day I could never forget, It was just a normal stroll down town which turned nasty.

On life, meaning, and not knowing

no electricity
no plumbing
outhouses as bad as can be

An alcoholic vet lives the hard way and finds no quarter from the State.

Inspired by the life and lyrics
of the late, great, Jimi Hendrix

"Hand over his heart and a flag for every occasion."

bio of my father

An hasty inventory of the misdeeds of one Vincent Bacon, PhD.

Loveless and twenty-one on third shift.

Hold Tight, here we go again.

Just briefly going back the 185’s I forgot to mention one late shift which I think was somewhere around 1974.

"This is the perfect romantic night I always dreamed of on our honeymoon"

Thats when the shockwave hit me