The Official RetiredMartin guide to your 2021 “Staycation”

“What you giggling at ?” asked Mrs RM, inbetween giggling at something on Facefriend. She knows full well what I’m giggling at. It’s either Russ’s comments on my blog, a tweet about a kitten, or a mum on Mumsnet planning a holiday; It’s easy to forget that many Londoners (and it’s always Londoners) have never… Continue reading The Official RetiredMartin guide to your 2021 “Staycation”

JANUARY, FEBRUARY, I DON’T UNDERSTAND

Enough speculation about the GBG; let’s move on to Barbara Dickson in a woolly jumper. By 1980 I’d got over early fixation with Donny Osmond and was firmly into Scottish punk. The Skids, BA Robertson and Ms Dickson, whose Mike Batt written “Caravan Song” sat snuggly alongside “Nuclear Device” in my Woolworths singles box. But… Continue reading JANUARY, FEBRUARY, I DON’T UNDERSTAND