INSTAGRAM: Beatles cross stitch

A cross stitch a found at the museum of Liverpool. Was one of many cross stitches there.  it was amazing. I will be posting more Instagram pics on here. I love that app!

From me to you.

I’ve been ill lately. “I’m afraid its terminal….. man flu”. Great…… As usual I’ve battled on through and not let it get in the way of work. It has however, caused everyone I’ve been in contact with to catch it too. I just shrug it off and make myself believe that they’ve caught it off someone else, which for all I know, they have. I’m taking flu pills and drinking loads in an attempt to banish the damn virus from me, but all it leaves me with is frequent trips to the lavatory and a bitter taste in my mouth…. I don’t actually seem to be getting better! I’ve had it now from around this time last week and I’m hoping I’ll be alright by the weekend. Fingers crossed.

Last weekend went alright. I had Kallam and his older brother overnight at my ex’s again….. reluctantly. In no way was it because I shun daddy duties, but I had promised my best bud, James, that I would go to his father’s 60th birthday party at theirs. My ex insisted that she asked me first earlier this year and reluctantly, I had to apologise profusely to James, which he was ok about. I promised him I would go out on the town with him on the Saturday, so all was good. When settling down for the night on my own, while the kids were in bed, I realized the TV memo (remote) was knackered, so I couldn’t watch TV, the internet at her house was knackered too due to the internet connection being intermittent and disconnecting every few minutes and there was no gas. Perfect. I soon called it an early night and went to bed. I spend most of Saturday daytime spending quality time with Kallam and playing with him and his brother. I love spending time with Kallam. Kallam is calm, is content playing on his own, likes to just sit and gives hug randomly, tells me when he needs the toilet and is perfectly fine health wise. I couldn’t ask for a better son. Proud daddy alert!

Saturday night came and me and James ended up going out on the town with his brothers. I felt the odd one out as, they were all bald (or going bald in James’s case) and there’s me with a full head of hair. :-P Also that I wasn’t a relative, but they soon adopted me when some women were asking who everyone was. With me being tired and unwell, I wasn’t in the mood for any usual flirting or mysterious looks from across the room type action, so I focused on the England v France rugby match, which was good to watch (normally I don’t watch rugby). We then went to a club in town called BBs and it was empty. This is mostly because everyone goes to a bigger and better one called The Establishment. Why we didn’t go I dunno, but we stayed there and the eye candy there was little to be admired. Blonde bimbos with fake eyelashes, and skimpy dresses. Not my type at all. I did however have a catch up with someone who was out who I used to go school with. He hadn’t done anything interesting with his life, but it was a good catch up non the less. I left around 12 rather then the usual 3am, because I was bored and tired.

Sunday just consisted of lazing around at my dads, where I slept overnight because it’s a shorter trip from town, watched the Liverpool v Man U match and then headed on home to laze around some more with my housemate Will playing Call of Duty and Pro Evolution Soccer. Wills a smooth talking, indie music lovin, football obsessed, weed smoking guy, and he’s fun to hang around with. This Sunday I got a glimpse of his smooth talking first hand. I’m totally the opposite, especially on the phone. I don’t like phoning people. I’m better then what I was like not so long back, but he does it so effortlessly with wit and humour and could chat for Britain at parties or on a night out. I wish I had social skills like that. Don’t get me wrong, when with the right people, I come into my own, but I still find it hard to sustain conversations and keep the ball rolling. Its not a confidence issue no more with me, its inexperience. Gonna have to work on it.

On another note, being a big Beatles fan, I would have thought I would have been all over Beatles Rock Band like a Orangutan in a banana farm and I was….. until the novelty wore off. You see, it’s a party game, and playing it solo is boring, especially when your as good as me. There isn’t go challenge. Plus with the parties we have, they are all 19+ and are into their heavy metal and emo music. Beatles don’t even come into the equation. So I’m going to be selling it, sad as it may seem. I might purchase Call of Duty World at War instead to go with my Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2, I dunno.

Thats it for now. Will update laters.

A Beatles Pic

Heres a drawing I did when I was around 12 and the original photo is below that I drew. Thought I'd post it after finding it routing through my Beatles memorabilia I had to give to my niece Jud and thought I'd share with you all. 

Hey Jude, Don't Make it Bad....

My niece, Jud (16), god love her, has taken the first step in discovering Beatledom and is currently teaching herself about anything Beatles. It makes me so proud, being a big Beatles fan myself. It all came about when she chose to study the Beatles as an art project and has been looking through album covers and artwork done by Lennon and so on. She has now ventured into teaching herself all there is to know about them. Go her!

In steps good ole uncle Mal with his many books on the Beatles, including the sizable Anthology, which weighs a ton. She has asked for them so she will receive along with any info I can give her myself. Only last night she was asking about Lennon’s death, which she seems morbidly fascinated with lately and I answered what I could. She asked about Sean and Julian, Lennon’s sons and what they did after he died and whether McCartney made amends with Lennon before his death. I was happy to help out.

One thing that perturbed me was that she mentioned that she and her friend had been debating about who was better John Lennon or Kurt Cobain... What! I was flummoxed about why anyone would even side with Kurt when Lennon’s on the table too. There’s Lennon who had 20 years worth of performing and making a difference by trying to “give peace a chance”, whereas Cobain had a very short period in the limelight, most of it he spent being depressed and wasted. The Beatles influenced nearly all bands to follow for years and decades to come. Nirvana influenced some but not all bands and his death carries the most importance when remembering Nirvana. I could argue all day about it, but is it worth it?

Luckily Jud stuck up for Lennon and is carrying on debating for me against her friend. With my tid-bits of information given to Jud I hope to help her win. Out of interest... What are your views? Cobain or Lennon?

Thinking back to around 2001, I remember taking my first Beatles tour of Liverpool with Jud and my ex from TX who I was with at the time. I was 18 and Jud must have been around 7 ish. We struck a friendship with a shop owner from Matthew Street because we visited that area a lot around that time. He agreed to personally take us on a tour of all of the major Beatles landmarks. It’s a shame I don’t have any photographs. I took some good ones of Strawberry Fields and Penny Lane. It had a lasting impact on Jud and she still remembers it all to this day.

I myself have been a fan since I was 8 when my dad first let me listen to The Beatles’ Red Album compilation of all of their number ones and I was hooked from then on. I, like Jud took it upon myself to learn more and more. I have a few LPs, Hard Days Night and an untouched Sgt Peppers (unfortunately it is a reissue). I have the anthology Beatles book, which I’m going to lend to Jud plus all of their albums on CD. I did have my own website that I made on Homestead around when I was 18 called From Me 2 You, but it’s been deleted since.

That’s my Beatles history. Nothing to report on, lonely nights, watching TV, films and music, which is why I’m going over old ground again. It’s good to reminisce and I hope I’ve give you an insight into one of my interests. Thanks for reading.